The weekend of August 13-16 injected some life zest into four souls without concern as to whether they were in need. Three Climbing House contributors, Andrew, Chris and I, and the lovely Sara decided to hit up the Eastern Sierras for some climbing. Unbeknownst to us, by Sunday we would’ve tackled serious Alpine environs, some [continue reading]
Ryan’s cell phone alarm rudely rang us awake at 5:00 am. The sun hadn’t yet crept over the rim of Crater Lake’s basin, yet his freshly downloaded “I wanna sex u up” ringtone chimed my eyes open. I stepped outside the dangerously hot-boxed tent, stretched my sore back and gazed up at a cloud covered [continue reading]
I recently took some video of me doing pull ups to study to natural of the movement. Specifically, I’m interested in the velocity and acceleration (and forces) of a typical pull up. Results follow. *Warning: This may bore you, I’m not offended if you don’t read it*
Carl closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Wind and sand engulfed him as another semi passed by. Next to the old mining highway outside of Moab, he lounged in a beat up lawn chair, drinking imported PBR. Sixty feet up, and a world away, Adam was looking at a ground fall. Typical Cragging at Wallstreet, [continue reading]
“Shhh….. Okay, RUN!” Darius Deavers and company are running though train tunnel 5, high above Eldorado State Park, hoping to come out the other side. The light grows brighter until they are safely out, and directly below Porthole South crag. Despite the questionable access, and bolting restrictions, Darius will establish There is No God (10d) [continue reading]
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