Category: sport climbing

if rad routes were a minute, the Tor would be an hour

Today’s post title is courtesy of Brian Spiering. Inspired by The Temptations’ The Way You Do the Things You Do, Brian’s instinct to connect a powerfully emotional song with a collection of routes typifies the Owl Tor pathology – which I’m positive will lend it self to a rad conjunction (ex. path-Owl-ogy). I’ve not had… Continue reading if rad routes were a minute, the Tor would be an hour

opportunities for growth

Me peeling off Desert Shield. Micah getting all introspective on a high-ball in the Hall of Horrors Area. Another personal growth opportunity on Shakin’ Hands With the Unemployed. Justin on Satanic Mechanic. “It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.” – Chuck Palahniuk Tyler Durden would crank at Joshua Tree. Don’t… Continue reading opportunities for growth

lunch water, breathing easy

Mary and her glass chamber. Biking with Ungerer. My favorite pulmonologist: Dr. Ungerer. I saw Dr. Ungerer earlier in the day. He’s still rad. After putting me through his typical battery of breathing exams, we discussed some lingering affects I may experience from last year’s lung trauma. Of specific concern was prolonged muscle weakness, as… Continue reading lunch water, breathing easy

loads of climbing this weekend

This weekend was a seriously rad climb-athon. Owl Tor Saturday, Echo Sunday. Actually, the Tor kinda sucked because I put in 3 more burns on Atreyu (5.13b) and was spit off 3 more times. But Elijah, wasn’t Saturday the seventh day this season you were slapped off the last move of Atreyu? Why yes, I… Continue reading loads of climbing this weekend

day 6 on Atreyu – that’s right, 6

Owl Tor was visited Saturday by Phil, Andy, Skip, Andree, and me. Having dominated Power of Eating (5.11d) a couple weeks ago, Andree applied her attention to Auto Magic (5.12a) for her first day of legitimate redpoint burns on this new project. Perhaps though, “project” is not the right term. That would presume she spends… Continue reading day 6 on Atreyu – that’s right, 6

it’ll be a cold day in Joshua Tree

Joshua Tree got groped by Jason, Marcela and me last weekend. Temps were a tad on the chilly side, around 40-ish, and the wind brought some ferociousness. Marcela’s tent got shredded the first night, but fortunately it snowed the next evening. My companions weren’t super psyched. I got on Desert Shield and a couple head… Continue reading it’ll be a cold day in Joshua Tree