Dead, In Jail, Or Climbing
I was put on drugs by the time I was seven years old, a kid labeled as having Attention Deficit…
Wearing our heart on our chalk bags.
I was put on drugs by the time I was seven years old, a kid labeled as having Attention Deficit…
As we descended further into the dark abyss, that haunting, uncanny mood settled in once again. It was an awareness…
Early summer in Durango, Colorado is great. Blissful. Idyllic. A typical afternoon usually involves waking up from a sound nap…
Cliff took out his trimming scissors and chopped several green buds off the stem of the marijuana plant. After he…
The front edge of my helmet drags across the granite as I move my head from side to side. I…
In the Black Canyon there are two kinds of free climbing routes: the casual shorter routes that offer a fun…