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Dec 23, 19 •
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This last month, as we raise funds for The Climbing Zine Book, I’ve been telling a lot of stories about how The Zine came to be. I thought over the course of the month I’d run short on material, but now 29 days into it, I realized I have so many stories...
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Dec 18, 19 •
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Since November, I’ve been in Modesto, California, with my family and, while here, digitally archiving the multitude of slides, negatives, writings, etc., that occupy nearly every corner of our home. Luke and I had discussed doing this photo essay months...
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Dec 13, 19 •
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It would have been hard to write about Phil Schaal even if he were still here—here meaning still alive. Alive meaning still breathing and walking. With anything that involved Phil, he would have been critical, demanded better, demanded the best. by Cyrena...
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Dec 9, 19 •
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Walking up to the base of Freerider, I felt rested, light, but increasingly nervous. Two years ago, I’d never climbed a single big wall. Seven months ago, I’d never rope soloed a single pitch of climbing. I’d still never soloed a big wall in any way,...
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Dec 2, 19 •
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Journal entry from 10/15/2014 Zion is the word. Despite all of our differences, to so many people the meaning of Zion remains the same: a place of refuge, a utopian ideal of peace, unity, and freedom. We may not be religious pilgrims, but even as travelers,...
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Nov 22, 19 •
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In 2016 at the International Climbers’ Festival in Lander, Wyoming, we held a “love letter to climbing” contest. Ana Ally was the winner, this is her letter. Enjoy. Banner photo of the author by Scott Keating Climbing, my love. As...
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Nov 18, 19 •
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No place soaks up sun like the Johnny Cat enclave at the Cat Wall, Indian Creek. The maroon cliffs are striped with perfect cleaved fissures, like vertical gateways into a hidden world. The desert heat can be oppressive, but in late autumn, the low golden...
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Nov 18, 19 •
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You know you’re getting old when they start replacing the bolts you used for a first ascent. That was my first thought when I heard that an anchor I’d placed, over in my old stomping grounds of Gunnison, Colorado, was getting an update. Story by Luke...
