Wicked Gravity: A sacred connection – Katie Ives, mountain literature and the magic she creates

Wicked Gravity: A sacred connection – Katie Ives, mountain literature and the magic she creates

Partway up a frozen waterfall, Katie Ives is alone in the night. Her world has narrowed to whatever is visible in the opaque beam of her headlamp: the bluish-white fractured ice, the slow-moving water beneath it, the ice crystals glinting off the steel of her tools. She cannot see the void, but she feels it yawning below. “There’s just this sense of being enfolded in mystery and darkness,” Katie told me over coffee. Chris Weidner / Wicked Gravit…