Upside Down and Unconscious by Shay Skinner
I remember arguing with my partner about wearing his helmet before starting a climb for the day. “It’s only 5.9,”…
Wearing our heart on our chalk bags.
I remember arguing with my partner about wearing his helmet before starting a climb for the day. “It’s only 5.9,”…
November is closing in fast, and on this turn around the fireball, we reach a strange and interesting milestone in…
Many a metaphoric parallel can be drawn between climbing and motherhood, and it’s plain to see neither activity makes the…
My path as a climber had to face a most real enemy: pure unadulterated fear. This fear manifested itself in…
The sun’s last rays glance across the underside of a cloud-swept November sky as it sets south of the La…
And so castles made of sand Fall into the sea eventually —Jimi Hendrix, “Castles Made of Sand” “Did you hear…
As I listened to my boyfriend make his tenth phone call of the hour, I absentmindedly stirred vegetables and reflected…
In 2016 at the International Climbers’ Festival in Lander, Wyoming, we held a “love letter to climbing” contest. Ana Ally was…
The Korean folklore goes: the Creator called upon all domes and boulders of Korea to gather up north, where they…
Journal entry from 10/15/2014 Zion is the word. Despite all of our differences, to so many people the meaning of…
I know he knows. Adam Lawton is proud. In every group of adventurers, there is a leader, and every great…
I see it being used all around me to describe women, often by other women: badass. I have always considered…
Joshua Tree National Park is a refuge. I don’t know if I’d decided this by then, sitting folded into the…
The black-and-white photograph is small and square, half a century old, showing my grandmother posing in front of the dark,…
In the late 1300s, experts point to drought and other environmental stressors impacting the Puebloan people in the Southwest leading…