Climbing Culture

As we are embarking on our “keep the zine alive” campaign to add 2,000 new subscribers, many of our current…

Last year around this time I wrote a short post called “Keep The Zine Alive”. We had lost a couple…

In my body, I’m a climber; in my imagination, I’m a rapper. The poets of my generation are MCs—embodiments of…

Note from the editor of the Valley of Giants book, Lauren DeLaunay Miller: A book about the women of Yosemite…

“There’s someone on that off-width you wanted to do.” I pause—midstride—and look up to see someone hanging out halfway…

The expenditure of energy on a trip of this sort is massive and one only has so much of this…

I love being challenged by the nature that has been sculpting the rock faces of our planet for many centuries.…

A black fin of sandstone protrudes from the right side of the crack. I pinch it like a tufa and…

The reflection targets my disfigurement. If only the borders of this mirror could protect the rest of the world from…

Fifteen meters up Rutabaga, a moderate 5.9 splitter at the base of Squamish, BC’s Stawamus Chief, stretches a traverse between…

“Keep dreamin’, stay hungry, and remember that there is no finish line.” This quote by Todd Skinner in the…

“There were no girls when I started climbing [in England],” Alan said, in a tone more serious than joking. I’d…

Yeah, we are star matter from the big bang And that love ain’t far behind you Love ain’t…

There are climbing partners, and there are the climbing partners. The partner you want to climb to the ends of…

by Lucas Roman. This story is published in Volume 18. Banner photo by Hobo Greg Brad Gobright is pure of…