Scrambling up a mountain and hauling my poop

Alone, I scrambled to the top of Mt. Whitney, by way of the mountaineers route, a gully filled with terrible scree and no discernible path. Winded by the altitude and encumbered by a headache either caused by lack of oxygen or dehydration, I arrived at a notch a few...

Climbing Photos

I finally uploaded all the climbing photos I took while visiting my brother Matt in Mammoth Lakes, California. We went rope climbing at the gorge in Bishop, and bouldering at the Happies in Bishop. We climbed with his wife, Ericka, who is also a rock star climber, and...