Is The Dirtbag Dead?
“I was crazy and I was wild and I have seen the tiger smile.” Drive On by Johnny Cash This…
Wearing our heart on our chalk bags.
“I was crazy and I was wild and I have seen the tiger smile.” Drive On by Johnny Cash This…
I’m standing in the closet, packing for weekend of ice climbing or skiing, holding a pair of pants in each…
Summer is finally upon us again and it’s time to get up and seek adventure in the high country. We…
The sixth volume of The Climbing Zine is now live on Kindle and available in print. Titled “Prose and Parables From…
My life is now unmistakably entwined in the rhythms of grad school; work ebbs and flows, and when it flows…
“This stillness to which all returns, this is reality, and soul and sanity have no more meaning here than a…
Light is Right! is the new slogan for today’s alpinism. We pare down the grams in our clothing, sleep systems,…
Soft-shell clothing has become popular over the years because of its adaptability, allowing athletes to bring fewer clothes and be…
The Dream In May 2012 I leaned against the rail of the overlook on the North Chasm View Wall on…
Early summer in Durango, Colorado is great. Blissful. Idyllic. A typical afternoon usually involves waking up from a sound nap…
We all need to be taken down a notch, as my mother would say, every once in a while. While…
How can I describe the size of this place? How can I describe the dizzying gulfs of air below us…
In the Black Canyon there are two kinds of free climbing routes: the casual shorter routes that offer a fun…
The clean smell of wet granite brings me to my senses like nothing else does. (Except maybe coffee…yeah, let’s all…