The Wrath of the Alpine

This summer, I've logged more hours in the alpine than in the rest of my life combined. After visiting 14,000 feet in Colorado for the first time and spending 30 days above 15,000 feet in Peru, I returned home hoping to maintain my high altitude fitness by bouldering at the Abyss, a new area at Mt. Evans, with my boyfriend Jon Glassberg. I planned to conquer the ...

The Bar Method

In my thirteen years of climbing, I've never been a devoted cross trainer. When it comes to forms of exercise outside of climbing, I'm just a wimp. My thighs burn on even the flattest ground while biking, I can't breath when I run, weightlifting makes my elbows hurt, and I sink in the swimming pool. This list of excuses also proves why I rock climb - because ...

Peruvian Granite

I guess it's time I write about the bouldering in Peru. This was my second bouldering trip (ever) and the goal was to locate, scrub, chalk, and climb untouched boulders. I've had just about as much experience cleaning boulders as I've had with crampons, so we'll just say I didn't have a clue what was going on. But I'm a quick learner! After climbing through the ...

Culture Shock

A week after returning from Peru, I'm still struggling to put my experiences from the past six weeks into words. In fact, I'm not even sure I can organize the experiences into cohesive thoughts inside my head. I wish I could blame this haze on jet lag, but alas, Peru is a mere one hour ahead of Colorado. Perhaps the five nights of no sleep preceding the trip ...

Huaraz, Peru

We're on day four here in Peru, and not a dull moment has passed. Exotic fruits, mountains that tower above those in my dreams, and kind, humble people have filled the time here so far. A ten hour bus ride on day one dropped us in the town of Huaraz, a gorgeous bustling city of about 100,000 people. Here, we've bouldered above the town, visited the local market, ...

Tales of a Peruvian Gumby

[caption id="attachment_514" align="aligncenter" width="590"] Boulder cleaning kit![/caption] On Friday, I will begin my venture into the depths of the Peruvian Andes. My duffles are packed with sharp foreign objects I have no idea how to handle. To say I’m headed out of my element would be akin to placing a lizard atop a small floating iceberg off ...