Shortly after staring down this micro-crimp on Die Reeperbahn, 13b in Boulder Canyon, Colorado, and falling off, I broke down and cried.  I was disappointed in myself and thought I wouldn't be able to do the crux.  I realized shortly after how silly it was to get so upset, and the next day out I sent the route.  Photo credit:   Jon Glassberg

“Your head will collapse If there’s nothing in it And you’ll ask yourself Where is my mind?”  -The Pixies Climbing is not all about being physically strong. This is what I love about this sport- our success is largely dependent on our mental strength. I find this fulfilling, otherwise I might decide to be a […]

Accounts of Argentina, Alpinism, and Abdominal Surgery I watched the abdomen fill with bright red blood. Trying to slow the bleeding with sterile gauze was as effective as drying out a swimming pool with paper towels. As the blood in her abdominal cavity continued to rise, I felt my own leave my head and my […]

Chris and I were at The Great Red Roof when we saw the ringtail. Growing up and climbing in the Vegas area I’d heard of the ringtail cat (not of the feline family but closer to a raccoon) for years, but I’d never seen one in its natural environment.  They’re nocturnal and shy by nature, […]

“Let it go!  The cold never bothered me anyway!!!” My friend Elizabeth and I sang along with Idina Menzel at the top of our lungs from our rent-a-car, feeling like teenage girls about to go out on the town. But instead, the two of us- far from being teens and far from home- were in […]

I felt a tap on my shoulder on the airport bus after a ten-hour flight from Chicago to Istanbul. I was well on my way to my final destination of Geyikbayiri, Turkey to meet up with Petzl for the last leg of the Roc Trip. I turned to see a familiar face, but it took […]

We all have setbacks. Over the past year I’ve watched several climbing partners and friends being forced to take at least two months off from climbing. Between shoulder pain, surgeries, accidents, and finger injuries to mention a few… I can’t help but think it’s just a matter of time before it’s my turn. Last Sunday […]

Two days ago I called my aunt June who lives in northern Idaho and learned that my pony, Hershey’s Kiss, passed away earlier that day. I’ve never cried so hard in my life-  not even after my mom died. Hershey was everything to me throughout my childhood and adolescent years.  I got him for my […]

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