People always hate on Hueco Tanks for its strict regulations that hinder your freedom to climb wherever and whenever with your friends. Yes, there are restrictions and governing bodies limiting the numbers and access to the p
Roosters crowing, guns firing and dogs barking pierce through the desert silence each morning as I sip my coffee and peer across the barren valley at the panoramic view of Hueco Tank's front side.
I've never considered myself to be a homebody. Whenever I get comfortable, my transient nature takes over and I need to shake life up again. But ever since I moved from downtown Boulder to Eldorado Springs, I seldom leave the
Do you ever feel like Bill Murray in the 1993 comedy Groundhog day, where he was forced to relive the same day over and over again? I do. Last month I disconnected from my program to participate in three separate photo shoots
"Rock! Rock!" a woman's voice echoed from 100 yards above. The horrific sound of crashing rock immediately followed as I ducked down turtle style near a three-foot wall for shelter.
I don't even know where to begin. Three weeks ago, I was at the zenith of happiness and success. I was riding the creative wave, writing daily, climbing strong and enjoying the warm summer rays with friends by the pool.
