In reply to MM0FMF:
This is related to two common disorders that I meet frequently at the climbing club: compulsive climbing disorder is the worst, leading to perpetual browsing through guide books, magazines and the net, unending earnest discussions over a pint or three, and after closing time a tendency to stop and caress the occasional poorly mortared wall or railway/canal bridge, especially the bits of it that are several metres up! Then there is compulsive Munro-bagging disorder, similar to the above but with added perpetual discussions about access routes and the best way up - even whilst indulging in the activity - and less of the tactile enjoyment of man-made edifices. However, this latter disorder tends to progress to completion and degenerate into Corbettitis, whilst both disorders tend to generate an annual disturbance known as Alpinitis leading to a lemming-like migration to alien and benighted areas of the world that don’t do decent bitter and a morning fry-up, but on the other hand tend to stand their miles up on end. There is a sub-goup that suffer from winteritis: about this time of year they can be seen sitting with a far-off expression on their faces whilst sharpening ice axes, crampons and more esoteric gear.
Oddly enough there are no self-help groups analogous to AA, these people seem to enjoy their suffering.
That reminds me, I need to replace my crampon bindings…