Editor’s note: Longtime Climbing Zine contributor D Scott Borden wrote this piece for Volume 7, and sadly as the Zine was going to press Rasta passed away. Our thoughts are with you and your family at this time Scott. Thanks for such an inspiring piece! -LM We have all seen some cray-cray stuff when it…
If you’re a climber, you have a puffy coat. That’s a given—the best climbing days usually give way to cold nights and mornings. I tend to run on the cool side, and for years I’ve been trying to find that perfect puffy, one that both keeps me warm, but is also easily tucked away when…
The alarm blared repeatedly until I was jolted awake, not knowing what was a dream and what was real. I had to go to work for a few hours; that was real. The dog was curled up between my legs, patiently waiting to go out, and there was a growing desire to get the coffee…
This young hippie left a bag of his groceries with my stuff after last weekend climbing in the Creek—granola, ramen, tortillas—you know, the usual, standard fare. Same stuff I was eating fifteen years ago when I was a young, idealistic, over-stoker bohemian type. by Luke Mehall, an excerpt from his book, Graduating From College Me.…
Times are scary, and common sense decency seems to quickly be fading from day to day life. We’ve got a presidential candidate that freely talks about “grabbing pussys” and many people seem to accept that as okay. by Luke Mehall (banner photo of the author by Bonnie Mcintyre) But this is not a political article;…
I’ll never forget it — we were three newbie climbers racked up for Supercrack in Indian Creek when an older climber approached us. He had several #3 Camalots in his hand. Without saying anything more than, “you’ll need these” he simply handed them over. We did need them. My partner, Tim, was racked up with…
When I was 33 I set a goal to write five books by the time I was forty—for a while it was a nice thing to say at a party or on a date, but then, damn, I had to do the writing. by Luke Mehall, publisher of The Climbing Zine So, I’ve been writing,…
Utah and Colorado. We are neighbors, and many of us go back and forth between our borders so often it’s hard to know which place to call home. Sure, the government makes us all have an address to claim, but that feeling that overtakes you when you arrive at your favorite red rock destination feels…