SCS Divisionals – June 11-12

I’m doing some things with the video that, to my knowledge, haven’t been seen before. New angles, new music.

New athletes.

The Best Climbing Photograph Ever?

Via reddit.com via mountainproject.com via Darryl Allan.

Update – News, Plus Photos of Sexy Boulders.

New England / New York have been blessed with weekends full of sunshine, and we’ve been taking advantage of it. EC has been through the ‘Dacks, Western MA, Rumney, and spent some considerable time in the Gunks. Nick even did the summer bouldering comp at MPHC on a rainy weekend, where he flailed onto chalk bags, and was out-climbed by numerous women…

Attacked by Wolves

On the home stretch of the hike out, both Pat and I were probably thinking about how vulnerable our position was: trodding along a narrow path in the woods, surrounded on both sides by a nice cover of tall brush. In the pitch dark. Almost in unison, we saw to our right, not 25 yards away, two beady yellow eyes…

Beach Bouldering.

I love Long Island. I love beaches. I love bouldering. See photos. More coming soon.

The Deeper Meaning, Part 3: Respect

Sometimes, things happen in our lives that we cannot control. It is how we deal with these situations that determines how people see us…

More Nine Corner

A beautiful day at Nine Corner Lake.

The Deeper Meaning, Part 2: Stress Relief

In case you didn’t know, there are a ton of strong teenagers these days whose climbing accomplishments are held back only by their learners’ permits and nonexistent spending power.  Hopefully the youngsters out there find this well. On May 15th, Melissa competed in the SCS Regionals, where she placed 2nd in Juniors.  Also, she may [...]

Huecos in New York!

I couldn’t believe it when I saw the boulders for the first time. I drove the 2.5 hours from my parents lake house on Kasoag Lake to Snowy Mountain; in the heart of Adirondack Park. I had heard from other climbers, time and time again: “You gotta get up to Snow Mountain, man! The rocks have crazy huecoed features!” I saw it. And I went. Every bit of my whimsical, climber-wet-dream-fantasy was realized.

Don’t Trust the Weather Man.

Despite warnings of everything from lightning to hail, I decided to haul up to Rumney for some climbing on Saturday. This time of year, the weather man is right about 10 percent of the time….