This past Monday was a holiday in Chile thanks to some random Catholic saints, so obviously I wanted to go climbing. Nevermind that I had also gone climbing the day before, or that it was raining all morning, or that... Continue Reading →
In spanish, they have the concept of a "cordada," which literally means "roped together." A cordada is sort of the same thing as a belay partner, but implies a closer friendship/partnership. My favorite translation is courtesy of one of my... Continue Reading →
For the past three years, I've basically talked my Chilean friends' ears off about Yosemite and Tahoe and all the fun adventures to be had in such places, so I was absolutely stoked to get the chance to show three... Continue Reading →
I've been on a bit of a painting kick lately, and by "kick", I mostly mean that I've painted two pictures in the past two months after two full years without painting anything. It's one of those things that I... Continue Reading →
What do you do when the approach trail is super long and steep but the climbing routes at the end of the trail are awesome? Call in the rein-horse-ments, obviously. I'm sorry, I know it's terrible but I had to.... Continue Reading →
Patagonia has been on my radar since I started climbing (and thus watching climbing documentaries) in 2014. It's always been a bit of a mythical place, a sea of cloud-covered mountains and glistening lakes tucked at the southern end of... Continue Reading →
Margaux Rhymes with Fargo 