After last week’s 5.11 freakout, I was determined to climb some boulders, close to the ground and far from the terror of leading. And I did — twice! Saturday morning, I headed to Little Rock City (at 5 a.m., on three hours of sleep, of course) with Caroline, her boyfriend Remi, and our friend Jared. … More Back to the boulderfields
Oh my gosh, you guys. Heights. I don’t like ’em. I mean, I love climbing, and going and going until I’m way up high, and even falling when really it’s a jump and I’m in control, but OH MY GOSH HEIGHTS. I guess really it’s OH MY GOSH FALLING. I don’t wanna do it. Unrelated bouquet. This is still sitting … More Don’t Let Me Fall
So Labor Day weekend happened, and I didn’t climb at all. Friday through Monday, my Facebook feed filled up with photos of mountains, boulders, rocks and ropes while I…worked. I didn’t even have time to climb plastic! I know I was bound to go some weekend without climbing, and bills gotta get paid, but I was pretty … More I did my first pullup!