Posts Tagged ‘alexa flower’

  • Awake On El Cap by Tristan Greszko

    Feb 21, 17 • 8830 Views • Climbing Culture • • 2 Comments

    Awake. Alone. It’s 3 am. Only two more hours to sleep, the clock is ticking. The world is silent.  Maybe there’s a breath of wind here and there.  Late July in California and it isn’t hot at all – I’m in a big puffy coat, sitting on a...

  • The Old Lady of Tuolumne by Alexa Flower

    Feb 13, 17 • 2076 Views • Uncategorized • • No Comments

    I guess you could call it a town. It’s open three or four months per year. Driving east, hues of dark green, azure, and gold flicker along the extended cracks on the windshield. A serpentine road curves through pine forests and atop steep inclines, tracing...

  • Is The Dirtbag Dead?

    Jul 24, 15 • 12409 Views • Locations • • 1 Comment

    “I was crazy and I was wild and I have seen the tiger smile.” Drive On by Johnny Cash This zine has come a long way from our humble roots of a stapled together black and white publication with a skate, punk rock feel. The latest result is Volume 7:...

  • Volume 6 in Print – Our Crown Jewel

    Apr 15, 15 • 4257 Views • Subscribe • • No Comments

    The sixth volume of The Climbing Zine is now live on Kindle and available in print. Titled “Prose and Parables From The Sharp End” this issue features a range of some of the most talented underground climbing writers including: Drew Thayer,...

  • The Light and Dark Sides of Free Soloing by Alexa Flower

    Mar 23, 15 • 4823 Views • Locations • • No Comments

    I’ve heard some describe Yosemite as a vortex, and so is the culture that comes with it. I am sucked into soloing like a teen trying their first sip of alcohol. By Alexa Flower, Senior Contributor. This piece is an excerpt from Volume 7, Crag Dogs, Hyenas,...

  • A Scenic Cruise and Then Some in the Black Canyon by Alexa Flower

    Jun 9, 14 • 5980 Views • The Black Canyon • • 1 Comment

    As we descended further into the dark abyss, that haunting, uncanny mood settled in once again. It was an awareness I had been acquainted with once before, a year back. The pale moonlight disappeared further out of reach with each downward step, swallowed up...

  • The Diamond: A Pervertical Genesis by Alexa Flower

    Apr 3, 14 • 7956 Views • Colorado • • 6 Comments

    The night was silent apart from our winded breaths and quiet footsteps; largely stifled by the dirt and pine needles dispersed across the mountain trail. The incessant stars and full moon illuminated our path before us, eliminating the need for artificial...