This trip to Bishop was the coldest I ever experienced. When we arrived at the campsite around 2am on Dec 21, it was about 9ºF (-13ºC)!!! A few days later we had a snowstorm that dumped about 4 inches of snow in the campground. Who cares!!! I love Bishop in the winter. The cold makes the holds feel less greasy, and the views are just amazing!At the beginning of the trip I was planning to go project really hard climbs in the Buttermilks, but since they were snowed in and I hadn’t bouldered in almost nine months, my Dad...

Before reading the long post, check out the video of the trip first, I can only imagine its more interesting than listening to me talk about the trip! After an easing period spanning a few months, 3 friends of mine and myself packed up for a 2 week trip and headed down to Stone Fort, Tennessee, where we hoped to spend our cold winter break under the Mason Dixon line in the sun. Unfortunately, though we made it past the war line we immediately caught rain. Catherine and I arrived...

It has been a little while since I have posted something.. partially because I found myself swamped with the real world… and partially because I have yet to have something to post at any great length… (I took a little time off to rejuvenate and recuperate).It has been a rough winter… negative temperatures and absolutely freezing conditions have made climbing in a down jacket a regualr necessity- that combined with handwarmers in the chalk-bag; I have managed to fight off the endearing cold. However; I have found that dealing with this has made me a better climber in general....

Every once in a while, you get writer’s block. You just don’t know what to write about. I was feeling that a while back so reached out to some friends looking for help with a topic. A friend that I first started climbing with back in Winnipeg, Manitoba suggested I write about my early days and transitioning from going from a smaller competition scene to being one of the top Canadian climbers now.As I’ve suggested so far, originally I wasn’t from Calgary, Alberta... I was from the flat of the flatlands, Winnipeg, Manitoba. Everyone always asks how I managed...

I've been climbing in Hueco ever since I can remember. I grew up in the desert expanse of New Mexico and the soaring syenite formations of Hueco Tanks were never too far away. My coach at the time and good friend, Lance Hadfield first introduced me to the boulders. I was twelve years old and it was my first time climbing outdoors. My mind raced, and I was hooked immediately. That first trip open my eyes to what climbing is about. I subconsciously made the decision to visit these rocks as often as I could in...

Well, my bouldering season has ended (sort of) but on so many high notes and with much more potential to achieve. The last day of my Hueco vacation in January produced a flash of Rubber Chicken aka Van Dame (V10), bringing the trip damage to two V11’s and six V10’s over the course of three weeks. I took a break for another couple of weeks before returning to Texas for the Hueco Rock Rodeo, and then geared myself up for ABS Nationals the weekend after!