The Dumpster Diaries, Then and Now
TWELVE YEARS AGO, I was knee-deep in a dumpster digging for groceries. Inspired by legends like Yvon Chouinard, who famously lived on cat food for… Read More »The Dumpster Diaries, Then and Now
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The Climber as Artist
To say that the mountains are a canvas on which we practice our art is one of the great cliches–and conceits–of climbing. Can comparing the… Read More »The Climber as Artist
Editor’s Note
SO BEGAN THE LETTER. Marc Ewing wanted to start a magazine–the magazine, actually, that I had always worried somebody else would start. The timing was… Read More »Editor’s Note
Imagination
FOR A LONG time, I used to work on Alpinist from twilight until dawn. In the small hours of the night, time appeared to stretch… Read More »Imagination
The Elusive, Essential Feeling
The day is done. In the darkness, bruised and battered hands react unconsciously and follow the familiar Braille trail of the desert pinstripes scratched in… Read More »The Elusive, Essential Feeling
Patagonian Pain
“Oh, shit! I have really fucked up. This is bad, and I know it. Kevin, take a photo.” My hands were rope burned almost to… Read More »Patagonian Pain
Gaining
COLD CALLING has its place. In 1996 I saw a picture of Kitty Calhoun climbing a dazzling ice wall in an exceptionally fetching one-piece suit,… Read More »Gaining