But in the moment even the “I’m a pretty duck” leaves me alone whilst I reign in my raging Hounds of Apocalypse: madness in their eyes, gnarly teeth, and blood-thirsty tongues dripping saliva, that is my righteous What-The-Actual-Duck wrath.
Read More Fontainebleau: Part 1: I’m A Pretty Duck (who climbs)
I own this tank top. A couple sizes too big. My favorite thing really. Wear it everywhere: parkour, climbing, beers out. It is soft, purple, and carries words in yellow font that read: “just go climb”. I got it from Gabi and Brandon (@justgoclimb and @thefoxes) when they were Airstreaming it across the […]
Read More Just Go Climb: report from Shagg Crag
We used our teeth as machetes to break through thorny thicket of bushes…
Read More Norway: Apotheosis
Like some of the best friendships, the relationship with this boulder started with some friction. However, with some give-and-take strategies, not without occasional tension or embracing, we became good buddies.
Read More Norway: part before part 1
I’ll start in the middle. It’s the middle of 2018, and the middle of a sunny, hot day. Too hot for Norway, even in the summer. Global warming my ass (and all the other body parts). We are in the mountains, not in the middle of Norway. More like South-West of Norway. Flying, hauling, wheezing […]
Read More Norway: part 1 (but not quite)
She chuckled. “Somewhere, there are pics of me nice lil bum out there. Huh. Cheeky lad.”
Read More Lisa + Lisa: Stories from the Scottish curbside
It’s not enough to be physically strong. Not enough to be mentally tough. Not enough to have a full and open heart.
Read More Jumping Edinburgh
I expected massive, commercialized signs, cosplaying baristas, and bad puns like Espresso Patronum and Severus Scones. But no.
Read More Happening upon a Hut
“…aside from the Isle of Skye, Heelind Coos, and mixed climbing, the great Awful Crumble has earned its place as one of the reasons for us to come back to Scotland one day.”
Read More Awful Crumble
“We are not going to ice-climb on this hike, and we are not wusses. Logic: axes are optional and therefore avoidable.”
Read More Britain’s most haunted mountain