At the end of the day, all I want is to have the freedom, the choice, to take my shirt off when it’s hot, and I’m sweating; and for my body to not be sexualized. Is that too much to ask?
Read More Captain Tits Out: everything you wanted to know but were afraid to ask
In part one, we got a taster of what it’s like to be a pretty duck in a today’s climbing gym. This time, I want to talk about what it’s like to be a pretty duck among other pretty ducks, outside. Specifically, within the framework of one special event, Women’s Bouldering Festival at Fontainebleau. For […]
Read More Fontainebleau Part 2: all the pretty ducks
We used our teeth as machetes to break through thorny thicket of bushes…
Read More Norway: Apotheosis
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)
I expected massive, commercialized signs, cosplaying baristas, and bad puns like Espresso Patronum and Severus Scones. But no.
Read More Happening upon a Hut
“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