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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…
The longer I review gear, the more jaded I become. It’s hard to be impressed. I’ve become more selective about what products I want to review. But when the folks at Yeti Coolers reached out before the summer Outdoor Retailer show I knew I had to check them out. Retail: $379.99 Just a week before…
It was a sign of the times, a turning of the page, a shift in aesthetics for these two climbers. No, we weren’t off to the Himalaya or a new route on the edges of civilization – Dave and I were pushing the limits of our 15-year friendship by getting into a minivan together and…
Scott Adamson and Kyle Dempster no longer walk among us in this life. They died in Pakistan some time in the last two weeks, attempting to climb one of the great mountaineering challenges of this generation, the north face of the Ogre II. The Ogres are formidable mountains, and even to gain entry to the…
Then, when all seemed like peace had been restored to my existence, 9/11 happened. I was out on a morning jog, something I’d added to my climbing training, and I was listening to the radio on my Walkman. The song on the radio was interrupted: the United States had been attacked, and the first World…