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It takes ten sleeps Of sleeping in Ten Sleep To enter into the dream The Ten Sleep dream by Georgie Abel, Contributing Editor (this piece is published in Volume 11, Choss, Solos, and Reflection, now available) The Ten Sleep dream is where you learn to feed yourself with moonbeams and marvel at the way steam rises…
Every once and awhile a climbing product will come along and as a community we’ll collectively be like, “that’s a great idea, why didn’t they think of that sooner”? The Edelrid Bulletproof carabiner is one of those items. Retail: starts at $12.95 The concept is simple, but it’s definitely a game changer. Edelrid has designed…
There are certain products that come along on every adventure. This past fall, as temps cooled and the stoke rose, the new Patagonia Micro Puff Hoody, was one of those items that was in my pack each and every day. Retail: $299 Before you read any more I was testing this jacket while rock climbing…
And then there’s Lizard Head. I have never climbed such rotten volcanic rock in my life. I didn’t know volcanic rock could be so chossy. The real kicker, which I mulled over as I struggled to not fall off the decomposing top pitch, was that this was first climbed in 1921—a century ago!—one of the…
My one-year-old and I are in Rocklands, South Africa, when I let a stinky one slip inside a bouldering cave, causing all the other climbers to turn and stare at me in disgust. I point to my unattended toddler, who has been screaming and running underneath them for the past hour, endangering everyone and causing…
Creeksgiving, 11.24.2016 Hungry, fervent hyenas, eyeing the foil and fire, giggling with the steam and prospect of turkey. Side dishes begin to pop up around the table: sweet potato, mac and cheese, sausage vegetable medley, cornbread stuffing infused with mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, broccoli cheese, pumpkin pie. It’s all laid out to…
Maybe she just has to sing, for the sake of the song And who do I think that I am to decide that she’s wrong. —Townes Van Zandt, “For the Sake of the Song” I was singing my heart out. The words I’d set to music were sure to capture her attention, so I let…
How did this happen? I grew up in Queens, New York, and New Jersey after that, and now I’m a lean, mean, rambling, brambling psychonaut of the extreme. I grew up dreaming of space travel, of mountains, of running away and hopping onto a train, just like in the movies. When I grew up a…