from St. Louis. I climb, run and like being outside. Yup.
this is never going to not be funny
Non-climbers tend to think rock climbing takes this enormous amount of courage; probably because most non-climbers seem to think that rock climbing entails “soloing like that guy on 60 minutes”. Well … I’m not that brave. I get scared. I get hyperventilating, Elvis leg-shaking, might-have-just-peed-my-pants scared. And 9 out of 10 times there is a moment where I picture myself being carried away from the crag on a stretcher. I’m not that brave. I think a lot of us are scared. I don’t think we climb because we are so courageous; I think we climb because there’s just something indescribable about topping out in spite of all the fear.
Cala Fighera, Sardinia IT
Emelie flying up the mountain, and smiling all the while
Anton blurring the lines between running and climbing
Great photo by Joe Grant
Paying to rough it, Susan and John Johnson came to Alaska after homestead and other free land had run out. They bought eight expensive acres of wilderness with a view, tenting while they built a small, handsome log house with no modern conveniences.
National Geographic - June, 1975
the earth has music for those who listen.
#MatadorU student @miraecampbell is living the dream right now at #JoffreLakes, #Canada! #Travelstoke!
#nature #outdoors #camping #wilderness #travel
Jojo (@itbejojo) on The Angler (v2) in Joe’s Valley, UT. One of the most aesthetic climbs I’ve ever seen.
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