Normally I avoid stories like this as if they will contaminate me with The Plague.  This one, however, avoids being either "amazing blind man climbs a mountain" or "blind man proves sight doesn't matter."  There's a fine line and this story walks it well.  
The Blind Rock Climber Who Sees with His Tongue
 I had about six reactions, one on the heels of the next. First, at the title, I thought, "Oh, god, I'm going to want to throw my keyboard."  Didn't happen.  Then, I started betting myself how long until they used a word like tragic, brave, amazing, or overcome.  Lost the bet to myself.  Next I kept waiting for the heart-string-tugging story of how Eric lost his vision.  They restrained themselves to a single sentence about blindness occurring three decades previously.  
 I have to admit that, since everything is about me, I immediately realized I'd have trouble breathing around something in my mouth, so I would be deprived of any every day applications.   Those possible applications, however, are interesting.  Once technology like this exists, it tends to be improved upon, so I can easily see a time in the next five years where this device helps you navigate down a sidewalk or is integrated into the car they are developing for blind people to drive.  I might actually regret the existence of a nasal airway if I can't take advantage of such tech.  
 Last but not least, I liked the matter-a-fact way Eric presented himself.  He just goes about climbing using what is available to accomplish what he wants.  That's the ideal.  That's my goal.  I want to appear that way to other people.  I turn myself into a pretzel trying to give that impression.  
 Okay, I lied.  It's only 5 thoughts.
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