Jen wanted to ride bikes this weekend, I wanted to climb, and Jasmine just wanted to get the hell out of the house. So, in our spring tradition, we loaded the climbing gear and bikes
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Jen wanted to ride bikes this weekend, I wanted to climb, and Jasmine just wanted to get the hell out of the house. So, in our spring tradition, we loaded the climbing gear and bikes
Read more →We drove out to the spit to try and take a long-exposure shot of the Chief. This is the best I could do with a point-and-shoot and $10 pocket tripod. Well, after our two failed
Read more →So, yesterday was supposed to be a rest day. You know, one of those days where you don’t do anything and rest up so you can climb that much harder the next day? The problem
Read more →When it starts breaking 100F in SLC, it’s definitely time to bail to the North. This year our annual Canada trip came a bit earlier than in seasons past, but temperature wise it was just
Read more →With an extra couple days of weekend to work with, Jen and I decided that the 4th would be the ideal time for her first trip up to Lone Peak Cirque. We went for the
Read more →After last weekend’s mental shitshow, I was happy that Scott agreed to join me this weekend to go back and try again on the same tower. So, as with last time, we loaded into the
Read more →Sometimes I’m brave when I climb. I don’t worry about falling, and I don’t think about what will happen if I do fall. I trust every piece of gear I place, and getting hurt never
Read more →Ever since my people brought me home a few weeks ago, I’ve thought they were kind of lame. I got the indication that when they leave the house they\’re out doing fun stuff. Whenever they
Read more →Thanksgiving at the Creek has become a tradition among our little crew, but this year was a bit of a mess. Weather report said 50-degrees and sunny, but the reality was 34-degrees and covered with
Read more →One of my least favorite things are chronic, nagging injuries that just don’t seem to go away. I’d almost rather be legitimately broken off than have some pesky annoying tweaked muscle somewhere that just won’t
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