Human beings aren’t fit to fall from heights. Yesterday I tested this theory and anecdotally proved it to be correct. Downclimbing the Bridger Jack Mesa to the rappel route, I slipped and fell 15 feet, hitting the deck, butt-first. Extreme lower back pain made me realize that I am, in fact, not a cat. Ouch. … More From High to Low in 0 Seconds Flat
As I’ve been on the road this year, the constant question, whether candidly spoken or tactfully unspoken, is this: “How do you do it? Like, financially?” I don’t have a trust fund that I live off of, The North Face hasn’t yet chosen to bring me onto their athlete team (ha!), and I certainly haven’t … More Clean Dirtbaggery
When I first showed up in El Chaltén, my ambitions were simple. I remember saying, “If I can just have one small moment up high on some pristine granite, hopefully in the sun, with a view of the mountains, I’ll leave happy.” The Chaltén massif has a strong reputation, and I had been warned. I … More My Freshman Year
To Chaltén, with Love, It hasn’t been long that I’ve known you, but from day one I was totally captured. Before I ever saw your valleys – oh your valleys, those lush river valleys that gracefully lead to the most dramatic rock peaks I have ever glimpsed, oh that beautiful granite that juts forth from … More To Chaltén, with Love
I’m headed back to Bariloche, in the midst of a traveling blitz that included a hike from the refugio to the trailhead – hitchhike to Cochamo town – amazing sleep at the Ferretería de Gladys – bus to Puerto Montt – and now a bus to Bariloche and copious amounts of strawberries and grapes for … More My Happy Medium
I just emerged from six fantastic months of chasing summer through the Northwest, Yosemite, the desert Southwest, and most recently, Joshua Tree. Six months of splitters and warm rock and tank tops, and now in the span of a few days and a drive north, it’s December. Winter. It’s a world of red & green and long lines at … More Chasing the Sun
“You’re really living the dream,” they say. Inside I cringe; please don’t be jealous, My life is more than what makes it through Instagram filters. You see color and beauty, adventure and friendship; You don’t see the weeds: My swollen eyes and Matt’s bewildered expression, Traffic jams, aimless afternoons, Questions of “what’s next?” Anxiety. Missing … More Let’s Eat Pie
It’s raining. It’s been raining on and off in the PNW for awhile now, and it’s beginning to seem like summer is officially over, despite hopes for a sendy “Send-tember” and a rockin’ “Rock-tober.” I’ve been wearing my running shoes more than my approach shoes recently, and I’ve been sending more crossword puzzles than rock … More Enough.
Yesterday, Polly and I drove home to our base in Leavenworth from Washington Pass. Yesterday we drove to Washington Pass from Leavenworth as well, but I’m getting ahead of myself. On the drive home we brainstormed tag lines for the Live Your Dream grant trip report that we need to write for the American Alpine … More It Ain’t Easy, Living the Dream
“I don’t think I want to climb anymore. Like, ever. I think I’m going to quit.” That’s what I said. Mark it down, July 25, 2014. Approximately 5pm, at the Lower Cheeks at Index. Matt is my witness, for all you doubters. I was coming back after a 7 week ankle injury during which I … More I quit!