My house growing up had a big stone fireplace that would occasionally, tauntingly, beckon me off the couch to climb up to the mantle, or higher if I was feeling bold. Luckily I was pretty scrawny because those rocks were not held into the wall by much. I’d scurry up, and sit on the mantle until I heard […]

I’ve been climbing rocks for a little while now. Not long enough to resemble anything near an expert, but hovering somewhere around moderate. I climb just hard enough to scare my mom and have a smattering of laughably ambitious “super projects” across the intermountain west. I’ll send that v7 in Joe’s Valley one day, I swear. So […]