About a week after Johanna's departure, The Spot's Psychadelia comp, and the random blizzard that hit northern Colorado, Fritz and I set off to North Carolina in search of some southern sandstone.
I'd never in my life met a girl who could out-eat me until I picked Johanna Ernst up from the Denver airport on October 1st. It was obviously a sign that we were going to get along great and that her stay at my house for the
There are so many people you meet along the way that you may only get the chance to know for a moment in time. Sometimes a few of those people are the ones that leave the greatest imprints on your life. This journey begins wi
I waited a few weeks to write about my trip to China for the World Championships because immediately following my return, much of what I had to say was sliding towards a not-so-positive end of the spectrum. The most appropria
I'm on a short down swing after a fun and exciting weekend in Vail at the Bouldering World Cup! We got incredibly lucky with the weather, the forecast going into the event was cold and showers every day, but we had warm sunsh
My much anticipated return trip to Bishop included a lot of cookie eating and sun-tanning, and very little rock climbing. It was my spring break, the weather was really hot, and I was on vacation.
Over my winter break I spent a relaxing week in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico with my family. I really enjoyed the quality time on the beach with them, but it was one full week spent not climbing! I was excited to immediately hit t
My journey to the Five Ten Cup began with me sprinting shoeless through the Minneapolis airport listening to the demanding "Final Boarding Call" that was being announced on the loud speaker. I thought I had a ten hour layover
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