With a couple of new climbing mates, we headed out to see the Chimaera one evening.
We'd heard that it wasn't that impressive, and that the size of the flames has somehow diminished. Is the monster, after more than 2000 years, finally suffocating under that mountain?
Perhaps. But we couldn't tell, as we sat by and warmed ourselves with the natural flames coming straight from the rock, watching a half moon set and the stars come out. At one stage, the wind picked up and blew one of our flames out … and it was just like lighting a gas oven, getting it started again. How did the natural gas catch alight originally? Ah, I mean ... how do you imprison a monster under a mountain?