Cliff took out his trimming scissors and chopped several green buds off the stem of the marijuana plant. After he did this he looked across the room, as nine of his other comrades of cannabis did the same. One bud at a time they tossed the nuggets into a plastic bin at the center of…
I’m sweating in the Colombian sun as I reach for a big flat hold on inverted sandstone. I clip a bolt and move onto a lower angle section. The shenanigans from the previous evening are dripping out of me and onto the red rock below. In a sudden moment of terror and confusion I feel…
As of today Benighted Publications’ first fiction collection is available on Kindle for $0.99. It is titled, “Buildering The Mormon Temple” and the e-book is a collection of four stories, involving buildering, crime, drugs, and climbing. Check out an excerpt from “Trim Season and The Mushroom Wall” here. About us: The Climbing Zine was started in 2010…
The front edge of my helmet drags across the granite as I move my head from side to side. I feel the beads of sweat break loose, falling from my brow and down my face. I try flexing my thighs to wake them from their blood strangled sleep, but to no avail. Matt is stationed…
An excerpt from Luke Mehall’s second book, The Great American Dirtbags. “The world has enough for man’s need, but not enough for man’s greed.” Gandhi Where do we look for hope, for America, the planet, for the human race? The dirtbags. They usually descend from the Middle Class, where they had enough material-wise where their…
Last month I wrote an article on bromance, which as it turns out, has been my most popular article I’ve ever written for, the Durango Telegraph. How do I know this? People have been stopping me left and right to tell me they enjoyed it. On the street, in coffeeshops, and where I work, the original…
Every day 500,000 outdoor enthusiasts* put on a pair of rock shoes for the first time. But with every new climber joining the tribe, differentiating yourself from the rest of the pack becomes more difficult. by James “Peaches” Lucas. Spoiler alert: this story is published in Volume 6. Dare to be different! Embody the true…
While I was on the road recently I met an artist whose favorite muse was the naked body. I was intrigued, first, because she was a beautiful thirty-something woman, from Aspen of all places, but on a deeper level it made me ponder why. I’ve later thought about how writers get naked. [by Luke Mehall,…