aka, if you really love climbing, you climb despite all these things and more after Sei Shonagon’s “Hateful Things”, written a long long, long long […]
Wild Iris, WY, No. 3
A conversation about being old with Steve Bechtel of ClimbStrong, aka, true climbing-nerd stuff In 2017 when Brian and I first went to Lander WY, […]
Hueco is calling and I must go…
even if it’s just a trip into my memory vault I’m in the mood for Hueco. I’m always in the mood for Hueco. As I […]
December placeholder
to remind you I’m here in case I don’t get something longer written this month, or, an earlyish end-of-the-year wrap-up, or, me begging you to […]
Henri Nouwen, hospitality, and why my son’s band still practices at our house even though he doesn’t live here anymore
I heard a knock on our front door one beautiful late spring evening: after a hot day, finally cool enough to sit outside and enjoy… […]
Seb’s first trip to the NRG, a repost
I’ve decided to go back to my old blog, anklebiter.net, and grab some writing I did when my man-children were mere babes. The other day […]
A midsummer quickie to remind you that I still exist
This will be swift because I don’t have a lot to say at the moment, and I want to take a bit of a break […]
Therapeutic climbing
or, climbing anyway when my physical therapist says I shouldn’t but I decide that I know better I am losing track of the time I […]
When walking is working out
And, surprisingly, what ends up being a meditation on Easter I have begun a new phase in my injury experience: walking on my own two […]
