Climbing Culture

The Climbing Zine is now accepting stories, photography, and art for our 2025 volume. Below are our loose guidelines. Words…

Four fingers grip an empty cup. “Go back to your country, terrorist!” a stranger spits, tossing his beer on me…

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

“I am glad / For every thought that puts my memory / On my past time.” —Michelangelo This piece…

open jug filled by authentic rubber and stretched leather laces of Velcro rooted in gravity toward the edge of rock…

I started seeing it sometime last year, and it got a small chuckle out of me then: #bitchesonpitches. But the…

A roommate and dear friend of mine used to talk both eloquently and incessantly about her Purple Rabbit. She would…

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

Ring the bells in elegy For the last engine Of the last Saturn On (semi) permanent loan From the buddy…

My college years in The Desert were adventurous and crazy, a complete immersion in the unknown. After I graduated, I…

If I close my eyes and never awaken A thousand adventures I hope to have taken Some with family and…

Let me die on the rock Doesn’t matter which one Something sunny and remote Away from the dummies and remotes…

I guess you could call it a town. It’s open three or four months per year. Driving east, hues of…

600 pages of The Climbing Zine, including two rare zines (Volume 12 and 13) Score one while you can! *Old…

We just came across an unexpected find in the Zine storage: a small box of Volume 13s. Now posted up…