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Climbing with Strangers, on Climbing Magazine's Reader Blog

I was in the city the other day -- Seattle, the land of abundant takeout options. I grabbed a plate of Phad Se-ew and my fortune cookie made me smile from ear to ear: "You will always be surrounded by true friends." Seriously, I could not make this stuff up. That fortune was fitting, given the topic of today's post. My most recent Climbing Magazine Reader Blog post is online for your reading and, viewing pleasure, thanks to the photography by my buddy Ben Fullerton . If you'd like to connect with the ...


Who is the biggest ANONYMOUS pussy???

Ok. If you have been following my blog you are well aware of the crazy ass ANONYMOUS comments I receive. If you have never visited my bloggity blog fucking blog, these are the people who really really really hate me, but can't sac up enough to tell me who they are. Soooooo.......HERE WE GO. Who is the biggest ANONYMOUS PUSSY? (please vote on the right side of my bliggety bloggety blog). I apologize. Some of them can't seem to SHUT THE FUCK UP! #1 "I would be very careful with this chart misty. Some people


Red Rock trip report March 2009, part one

Wow. I've been back from Red Rock, NV for days, and this is my first chance to sit down and start typing... I'm going to do the trip report in pieces so that it doesn't turn into a novel (who am I kidding, they're always novels). Some of the days merit posts of their very own, so this will serve as an appetizer, so to speak, and then you can stay tuned for the next course to come next week. More photos are also to come... the ones here are from my point and shoot; Shawn shot some film, so if we're lucky he


Hard Core Bitch Pack

It's the simple things like good times with good friends that really matter. And my friends rock! I had 2 waves of visitors in my house this last week. First I got to catch up with my old pal Lauren and her man Keith. And then the legendary John Sherman showed up with his woman Cindy. The party was on. The weather was less than perfect. Lauren and I got a damp sess in at the VRG, a bitter cold day at the Gorilla cliffs, and a thawing out sess at the Chuckwalla Wall. But it was more about the party at the


Autumn Redemption

Whilst perusing my filing cabinet for paper to cannibalise as scrap, I came across a letter that I had long since forgotten about. It listed how I was more than academically qualified to continue my studies, however despite even having a UK visa, it wasn’t the right kind. This took years to rectify and I did lose hope for quite a while, not to mention a bit of my sanity. As I mentioned a while back, I tend to forget stuff like this. It gets lumped into ‘think that I don’t want to think about’ ...