The Way Up

Some of you may know that I spent a great deal of the 2014 season climbing in the Land of Giants: Bishop, CA. More specifically, I committed myself to climbing  only  in the Buttermilks, an intimidating and breathtaking place where I learned the value of perseverance and was often humbled by challenging, technical highballs that forced me to face my fears and build the mental fortitude to overcome them. And when I say that I only climbed in the Milks, I mean that – not once did I venture into the tablelands. Contrary to popular belief, my choice to stay in the Milks was not because I dislike the Happies or the Sads, but because I wanted to turn the Milks into my home crag, which is something I’d never had before. I wanted to learn all of its intricacies, to live and breath its history, to acquaint myself with a community of like-minded climbers, and to hone my skills in a place that is frequently described as world-class by the climbing community. The Land of Giants - ...

Well, well, well... It's nice to be back old friends. I know I've been gone for a while and honestly, it's because I've been trying to figure life out since graduating back in May (it hasn't been easy). So here I am to tell you that one of my resolutions for 2014 is to try and post more frequently on this blog. Now, a lot of things have changed since my last post which means that I'm totally revamping this blog and giving it a new name which I plan on revealing to you shortly. ;) But first I'm going to tell you something I've never told anyone. It's not a big deal, it's just a little tradition I have every time I ring in a new year. On the eve of the new year I generally come up with a... title for the year. 2013 was called "Back In The Saddle," which started as me planning on horseback riding a LOT but that turned into something else entirely. Reflecting back on 2013 "Back In The Saddle" has become a term for picking myself...