Well, we did it, we made it to double digits. Volume 10, The Raw Issue, will come off the press next week. In just five years we’ve gone from a black and white skate-punk rock style publication, to one that is easily on par, or better than any of the other American climbing magzines out there.
by Luke Mehall, publisher of The Climbing Zine, author of American Climber.
That said, our intention is, and has always been, to simply do our own thing. I think that will particularly ring true with this issue. We’ve got such a wide range of stories, from a climber wedding atop The Hulk — to a young woman who found enough self esteem in climbing to face her own destructive eating disorder.
It seems impossible to try to summarize this issue, so I just wanted to leave a few quotes from some of our writers, with some art and photography.
And, with this message: people often ask the best way to support the Zine, and my answer is to subscribe. At the moment it’s on sale for $32.99 for two years, and will be until Volume 10 comes off the printer early next week.
From Up (and over) the Pope’s Nose by Josh Smith:
“Think we could throw a haul bag out of an airplane? That would make the approach really easy.”
Kennan was looking at me and Jeff with a twinkle in his eye, and unsure if he was serious, I asked, “Can you even open a plane door in flight, and if you could, wouldn’t it destabilize the plane and make it crash?”
Jeff chimed in on Kennan’s side, “I think it will work, and it’s a great idea! I once pitched bags out of a plane when setting up resupplies in Alaska. Of course, the planes in Alaska had the doors taken off—and we never found one of the bags—but if we don’t try, we won’t find out. And I know just the pilot.”
From Fill The Void by Shay Skinner:
For the entire hour it took me to drive along the byway that sided with the Colorado River, an entropic catharsis ransacked everything I knew about life. Where was the negativity? I realized I had never lived in a moment, let alone days on end, where absolutely no negativity existed. No, not even in thought. Never was I once told I was not going to be able to climb a crack. Never were there any utterances of not being strong enough, not being capable enough, not…being enough. Instead, there was praise and support, laughter and enjoyment. And then came the kicker, a more profound recognition: I ate. I ate and I digested and I did not analyze it once.
From Reflections on Dad by Tamara Robbins
My dad, Royal, turned eighty-two just this week. He is dying. Dying at his age is not so unusual—the remarkable aspect is that he has been living with the effects of a rare condition called Progressive Supranuclear Palsy (PSP) for about seven years now. As is usually the case with PSP, it was initially misdiagnosed. This has gradually taken his mobility, speech, and some cognitive function. He has managed to outlive all predictions of longevity with PSP—as his doctors say, “No one but Royal Robbins would have endured for this long.”
In addition to Josh Smith, Shay Skinner, and Tamara Robbins, our other contributors are: Sara Aranda, Cyrena Lee, Michelle Dedischew, Vic Zeilman, Drew Thayer, Joy Martin, Chris Schulte, Elliott Natz, Georgie Abel, Jack Larkin, Ana Ally, and Albert Kim.
About us: The Climbing Zine was started in 2010 by Al Smith III and Luke Mehall. It continues to the day with the mission of representing the true essence of climbing. Our crown jewel is our printed version, but we also do the interweb thing, and Kindle.