The Bruce Herrod Mystery is Solved.
Less than two months after Bruce Herrod disappeared his fianc sent me a fax. It read:
āSorry we never managed to speak apart from on that horrible Saturday, but Iām sure you realise that Bruce valued your company and felt you did a very good job.
Last Sunday Laura Rabhan (NBC Dateline Producer) gave me a copy of your diary extracts. Thank you. It is hard to describe, but when you canāt have the real thing back, you find yourself hungry for words, objects or anything that gives you a more immediate sense of what went on immediately before the world fell apart.ā
She continued, āHe literally gave his soul to this expeditionā
Sue was angry and blamed Ian Woodall.
āSome days are still truly appalling. Organising a memorial exhibition/reception seems bizarre and unfair, when a wedding reception would have been more fun, but it has to be done and Iām sure it will be a great occasionā wrote Sue.
Sue now blamed Ian for Bruceās death. I understood her pain, but not her explanation. Bruce had elected to go for the summit at his own free will.
In late 1997 a few 702 colleagues and I went out drinking on a Saturday night. As I recall I was with my girlfriend at the time, Chantal Rutter, Lynne OāConnor, Kalay Maistry and Donald Chauke. I was driving and pulled up at a traffic light.
A newspaper vendor pressed a copy of the Sunday Times against my window. Looking back at me was Bruce Herrod.
I went into shock. It was a photo of him on the Summit!
A few weeks earlier an American climber, Pete Athans, came across a body at the base of the Hillary Step. The climber was tangled in the fixed ropes and had clearly fallen from the top of the Step to the base.
An inspection of the body revealed a traumatic head injury which would almost certainly have killed the man on impact.
Athans studied the gear and the appearance of the frozen climber and recognised him immediately. It was Bruce Herrod, they had met on the mountain in 1996.
Athans reached into Bruceās rucksack and retrieved his camera. Then he cut the ropes holding Bruce in place on the Hillary Step and let his body plunge down the face into Nepal. It is how mountaineers are buried at this extreme altitude.
Weeks later the camera was delivered to Sue Thompson in London. She walked down High Street Kensington and handed the camera to a man behind the kiosk.
āI need you to develop the film inside this camera. The man who took the pictures paid with his life to do so. Donāt screw this up!ā
As it turned out the man behind the kiosk was a South African and he dutifully took the camera and oversaw the development.
There were only three pictures on the spool, all of Bruce Herrod smiling into the camera on the summit of Everest, his South African beanie proudly displayed.
Ian had been correct after all. Bruce had fallen to his death and it had happened at the Hillary Step. Within an hour of speaking to us from the Summit he was dead. Our radio calls and vigil at Camp 4 had all been in vain. Bruce Herrod had clipped into the ropes at the top of the Hillary Step and attempted to descend. Exhausted and lacking enough oxygen, he fell backwards, smashing his skull on the rocks below.
For him the sun had not yet set, but his life was over.
His comrades watched the South Summit relentlessly, hoping he would appear. He never did and now we know why.
Was Ian responsible? No.
Ian Woodall did not kill Bruce Herrod. He gave him the freedom to choose his own fate. I would want the freedom to do the same.
Bruceās final photograph hangs in my office today. It will never be taken down and will move with me throughout my life.
Iām six years older now than Bruce was when he died. He remains a mentor to me - GET out of your comfort zone and dare to live.