At heart, Honnold is a minimalist. It’s one reason why he finds free-soloing — no rope, no gear, no partner — irresistible.
“Man, it is a lot of snow out there dog,” says the dreadlocked guy in the back seat of the van. “I really hope ain’t no black ice on this...
What do you know about Search and Rescue? As for me, very little — until the past few weeks as I conducted research and interviews for my column.
Mahir Dalwani lay face-down on a snow-covered rock in excruciating pain. His shoulder had dislocated from a short but violent fall.
“Oppressive route names should have no place in our sport,” Evan Hau told me via email earlier this month.
“It’s hard to climb with a knee on your neck.” #BlackLivesMatter
Annie Weinmann relished the warm, sunny morning as she climbed snow and rock up the 500-foot North Chimney of Longs Peak.
The Patagonian wind strengthened throughout the day. Gusts threw me off balance as I climbed, shaking my confidence.
She sees the good in people and chooses to believe insulting words are usually born of ignorance, not malice.
Racial inequity, Covid, messy politics of this election year ... climbing headlines just haven’t been a priority in my column lately.