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It’s 1981, and I’m 22 years old, about to graduate from college, trying to sort out what happens next. And there’s this guy I really like. He’s good looking, smart, funny, and a rock climber. I confess, I had this thing for rock climbers, especially those with large biceps. by Barbara Noseworthy, published in Volume…

A Marriage On The Rocks by Barbara Noseworthy

It’s 1981, and I’m 22 years old, about to graduate from college, trying to sort out what happens next. And there’s this guy I really like. He’s good looking…

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I’d been driving past this rock, near Hanksville, for years. It’s just begging to be climbed but looked impossible without drilling a ladder of large holes for spikes (rebar? footing stakes?) of some kind. And what kind of fun is that? The “rock” appeared to be too soft to nail, too crumbly to bolt. There…

Sugar Daddy by Steve “Crusher” Bartlett

Another installment of Steve “Crusher” Bartlett’s “What We Talk About When We Talk About Choss” photo essay from The Climbing Zine, Volume 11.

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I was told it must’ve been awful for a person like me to spend the large majority of days locked down in a cell. Every “awful” thing is an opportunity for the spirit to rise above.   Words and art by Isaac Wright, published in Volume 22, now available   The truth is that nature…

Drifter Shoots, A Photo Essay by Isaac Wright

I was told it must’ve been awful for a person like me to spend the large majority of days locked down in a cell. Every “awful” thing is an opportunity for the…

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I’m in the back of an orange Skoda Fabia, with the white-and-green license plate that marks us as Palestinians, cruising through the mountains of the West Bank on our way to the crag. I grabbed a Black Diamond bottle opener, which I acquired from the Black Diamond store in Boulder, Colorado, earlier this year, to…

Notes From A Climber During A War by Asia Zughaiar

I’m in the back of an orange Skoda Fabia, with the white-and-green license plate that marks us as Palestinians, cruising through the mountains of the West Bank…

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by Pat Ament (note the full version of this piece was published in Volume 17, which is now available in print.) Banner photo by the author. Ascetic solitude is difficult. You withdraw from the world to get a clearer glimpse of who you are, what you are doing, and where life is taking you. The…

Chuck Pratt, Liquid Sunshine by Pat Ament (Part 1)

A piece by Pat Ament on his adventures up the Steck-Salathe in Yosemite with Chuck Pratt. From the new Volume of The Climbing Zine.

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Me and my higher self, We often would speak Somehow we lost the connection, Might meet at Joshua Tree —Nas, “Nobody”   Banner photo of Hobo Greg by Emmie Snead   My greatest fear as a climber is becoming crusty. Not the good kind of crusty but the bad kind of crusty. The crust that…

The Art of Being Crusty by Luke Mehall

Me and my higher self, We often would speak Somehow we lost the connection, Might meet at Joshua Tree —Nas, “Nobody” Banner photo of Hobo Greg by Emmie Snead My…

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Don’t you put any more stress on yourself It’s one day at a time —Mac Miller, “Circles” Part of me always thought I’d die young. I had this feeling even before I was a climber, long before I took the risks with our lives that we climbers take. It was probably related to the depression…

The Dirtbags Aren’t Dead, They’re Just In Mexico by Luke Mehall (an excerpt from Volume 25)

Don’t you put any more stress on yourself It’s one day at a time —Mac Miller, “Circles” Part of me always thought I’d die young. I had this feeling even before…

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This story starts and ends with a chicken. On a bright morning in a high valley of the Hindu Kush, the doomed bird lay pinned atop a low stone wall that had been built by local goat herders. One sharp birdie eye looked up into the cloudless sky, the heavens a pale blue, the air…

The Salajeet Collectors by Amanda Forrest

Amanda Forrest’s The Salajeet Collectors, an essay published in Volume 13 of The Climbing Zine about a life changing climbing trip to Pakistan.

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Over hundreds of thousands of years, water has trickled, raged, and poured down cracks and creases, winding and weaving through rock rugosities, and worn paths through weaknesses to form (what is now known as) Canyonlands. by Pete Whittaker note: this piece appears in The Climbing Zine Book 2, now available After another trip there this…

Monster Cracks by Pete Whittaker (from The Climbing Zine Volume12)

Pete Whittaker takes us on a journey from The Cellar in England to the monster cracks of Canyonlands in Utah. Nice one eh?

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Dear Kurt,  This is a letter I don’t want to write. Writing is often difficult to get started, but this one is nearly impossible because you are gone, at least in the physical.  It was in the evening of my birthday when I learned that you were presumed dead on Mt. Cook in New Zealand. …

A Letter To Kurt Blair by Luke Mehall

Dear Kurt, This is a letter I don’t want to write. Writing is often difficult to get started, but this one is nearly impossible because you are gone…

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My college years in The Desert were adventurous and crazy, a complete immersion in the unknown. After I graduated, I began to roam from climbing area to climbing area, and The Desert seemed like just another destination on the circuit. It was in that era that the inevitable plateau began for me on that Colorado…

Powders of Persuasion by Luke Mehall (from The Desert)

An excerpt from The Desert, Mehall’s upcoming fifth book. An essay about living in Indian Creek and an unfortunate horse incident.

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I’m here writing this morning because it’s my birthday. For many years, starting in my late 20s, I used to write every morning when I wasn’t out climbing.  That practice came out of the general writing advice that if you want to be a writer, you should write every day. But climbers, well, we’re different.…

We Did It: The Zine is Alive! (and other musings on my 46th birthday) by Luke Mehall

I’m here writing this morning because it’s my birthday. For many years, starting in my late 20s, I used to write every morning when I wasn’t out climbing.

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Note: this poem is published in Volume 25. Photo of Anna climbing “Peace” in Tuolumne Meadows, California by Mary Eden.  Climbing draws us to these moments. Where flowing water harmonizes with every exhale; Where bare toes find solace in mud And bare skin befriends sunlight’s golden rays. Where our wild hearts stir with blooming friendships…

Peace by Anna Hazlett (a poem)

Note: this poem is published in Volume 25. Photo of Anna climbing “Peace” in Tuolumne Meadows, California by Mary Eden. Climbing draws us to these moments.

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I. Trapped Kaiser Santa Clara Hospital, June 2018 The haul bag sits, a stuffed pig in the trunk. Cams, nuts, and two foil-wrapped burritos vibrate with expectant energy. But the car is parked in the red haze of the emergency room parking lot sign, and it won’t be going anywhere tonight. Inside the hospital, her…

Elegant and Brutal by Cristina Marcalow

Cristina Marcalow’s piece for Volume 15 called Elegant and Brutal. In this piece she writes about the brutal beauty of life, and caregiving for her Mother.

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No place soaks up sun like the Johnny Cat enclave at the Cat Wall, Indian Creek. The maroon cliffs are striped with perfect cleaved fissures, like vertical gateways into a hidden world. The desert heat can be oppressive, but in late autumn, the low golden rays cast long shadows over the walls. by Luke Mehall…

Creeksgiving, a tradition by Luke Mehall from The Climbing Zine

A whimsical history of the modern incarnation of Creeksgiving in Indian Creek.

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How did I end up becoming an off-width climber?  I used to absolutely hate off-widths—mostly because I didn’t like the way it felt thrashing blindly inside of them. It hurt. It felt unpleasant. And I never had enough wide gear. The whole endeavor felt like a waste of time.  My first visit to the off-width…

The Wide Tour by Mary Eden (an excerpt from Volume 25)

How did I end up becoming an off-width climber? I used to absolutely hate off-widths—mostly because I didn’t like the way it felt thrashing blindly inside of…

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I started this painting over a year ago after seeing a beautiful sunrise over the North Six-Shooter. It was a quiet morning at camp as folks roused from tents and vehicles, sand lodged in their eyes and deep under their fingernails. I started hot water for coffee, let Izzy, my dog, out of the van,…

Message Board Magic by Molly Malone

I started this painting over a year ago after seeing a beautiful sunrise over the North Six-Shooter. It was a quiet morning at camp as folks roused from tents…

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This month, Peter W Gilroy announced that he will no longer be making his classic hats, and we realized we’ve got a small stash of his classic “dirtbag state of mind” beanies. Score one at the link below! Hats

Closeout of the Peter W Gilroy “Dirtbag State of Mind” Beanie

This month, Peter W Gilroy announced that he will no longer be making his classic hats, and we realized we’ve got a small stash of his classic “dirtbag state of…

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All Zine Shirts and Tanks Are On Sale For $25 SHOP HERE SHOP HERE All Zine Shirts and Tanks Are On Sale For $25

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In the late 1300s, experts point to drought and other environmental stressors impacting the Puebloan people in the Southwest leading toward societal collapse. My people, the Diné, the Athabaskan-speaking migrants from the north, also began to place pressures on these societies. Resources like food and water became increasingly scarce, and preventing theft or raids by…

Yucca Ropes: The DIY Ancestral Puebloan Static Line by Len Necefer

Len Necefer of Natives Outdoors reflects on the ancient use of yucca ropes for climbing by the Ancestral Puebloans. From The Climbing Zine.

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