The fall stopped just as quickly as it had started and I found myself slumped over, hanging in my harness deep inside a crevasse. I thought to myself: that’s quite the welcome to Alaska. Continue reading Welcome to Alaska (aka Crevasse Whip)
The Climbing Part After five years of climbing, I finally made it to Indian Creek. The first day, I ran along the base of Supercrack Buttress and put my hand or fingers into every crack within reach. I noticed that as I pulled down, it felt like the sandstone pushed back. Everything felt incredibly climbable. I noticed a lovely looking off-fingers crack that I assumed … Continue reading Utah: A travel blog about 26 hours of Greyhound hell
