Looking Forward

Two projects. One of them is the photo above from 2015 maybe???

Over the years my training has changed significantly as my body has changed, my response to stimulus when training has changed and my ability to absorb capacity and recover in a reasonable amount of time has shifted some. In that, my overall climbing style has remained roughly the same, but different strengths and weaknesses ebb and flow and factor in to how you approach an individual route or boulder. The same goes for training and as you age in climbing, more specifically hard climbing, you have to adjust your approach to your preparations for those routes and boulders.

How you sleep, eat, drink water, recover, stress of normal life, day to day fluctuations in motivation and energy and overall body health become more important than ever as you age. Some of the things I’ve noticed were not things I would have identified 15 years ago.

2010-2015 I was likely the “strongest” I have ever been, in a single move, pull on holds sort of way. I have since climbed harder numbers than I was then, a testament to the concept that I plan on trying to implement in my own training for 2025 and beyond. I have a number of goals, in both bouldering and lead that if I could accomplish would be likely my best year of climbing ever. One of these goals is a route, and 2 of them are boulders, in Riggins and Castle Rocks State Park, both in Idaho. The route in Riggins (iykyk) is the last real big project in the cave that was developed starting in the early to mid 1990s and there are 2 unclimbed lines there still, the second which I bolted last summer. It breaks down as a hard 8c/+ for 15m or so, then a decent rest, then another 10-15m of 8a+, that really boils down to a 3 move V7/8 boulder. Definitely droppable from the ground.

Years ago, my training for this would have looked like some psychotic level of capacity and 5 days of training, climbing or some other type of thing. Same thing goes for the boulders. For some reason, and I think a lot of it comes from the fact that up until a few years ago, applying principles and techniques that other sports have been using for years to train elite level athletes hasn’t gotten into the climbing training sphere. That is starting to change, and with it is my approach to training myself and others. For a long time, I would push when feeling bad, a “punishment” to toughen myself to try harder and make sure I put forth the effort when it was required. Overtraining became such second nature that there were times that I thought it was working, and there probably were successes that came during that time. Looking back, I realize now that I would have sent faster, and been less tired all the time if I had learned some of these principles earlier in my climbing life.

All that said, I’m now looking forward to applying this new method to my climbing training and seeing what happens. I’m focusing on doing less, but at a higher level of quality. That doesn’t event mean more intense for me at this point. Staying healthy is the biggest advantage that any athlete can give themselves, in any sport, and my entire program is going to cater to that concept. How exactly I do that will change from bouldering to lead, but the overall mantra will be the same. When I am training, my 100% focus will be on that. Keeping it fun, light and playful is another goal, because you can still try hard even if you are enjoying that process. Not all gains come from a dark, dungeon-like environment where you are scratching and clawing 1% more out of yourself.

Next post is going to start down a new path, I’ll have an update on what exactly this process will look like, and also start a deep dive into how routesetting, the climbing gym and it’s product have changed for better or worse in the last 20 years.

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The Importance of Reflection

In climbing and in life. But we can just talk about climbing.

We recently returned from a climbing trip/vacation in Switzerland. I was asked to go there and help as a setter for their lead national, and then Kaiya and I continued to Ticino for a few weeks of climbing. The trip overall was fun, we met lots of great people along the way and had some wonderful experiences. That sentence is perspective that is taken from hindsight, and in the moment, there were lots of days of frustration, negative self-talk, repeated “climbing fucking sucks”, “I fucking suck”, etc.

Rewind.

Comp was great. I had the opportunity to go to a gym in Europe and set a National Championship for lead and Para athletes in Switzerland. The gym, Kraftreaktor, check them out their Arlo location is one of the most aesthetic and nicest, cleanest, well designed gyms I’ve ever seen in my life. If I ever open a gym it will take it’s inspiration from this place for sure. Working in this gym with the setters was a great experience. There is a different way of doing things in Europe in the climbing gym industry from the design, membership structure, routesetting (not always better but on average yes) and this approach really seemed to suit my liking. The amount of coffees I drank in 4 days was staggering. More coffee than water that is for sure.

The competition itself was ok, I primarily worked on the mens routes, but climbed a lot on other things as well. Made some good decisions and some bad ones, nothing atypical from a normal event. In 20+ years of routesetting, I think I can say with pretty strong conviction that I’ve never made only the right decisions at an event where I have been a setter. You always miss something, and unfortunately a majority of the time the athletes and spectators suffer those consequences.

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Reflection. Perspective. Both are very big words that as climbers carry a lot of preconceived ideas of what they are supposed to provide us. In general, and speaking without being emotionally (or in some cases actually financially) invested, reflection should lead us to perspective.

Have a shitty climbing day? Reflecting upon why, how, what can lead to gaining perspective and helping us to prevent the same things from happening in the future. Reality though, rears it’s ugly head and makes that simple sounding process quite hard at times. Example: A climber has a significant finger injury March 1. Unable to train and stay fit, climber continues to try and climb in a desperate attempt to hang on to some of the gains that were made over the winter in an effort to not fall behind their goals for the year. Over the next 7 months, climber finally allows finger time to heal, but not enough that they can get quite as fit as they want to before a trip. Climber also bounces back and forth from bouldering to lead in an effort to maintain some fitness for a number of routesetting work commitments they have made, leaving them in a place where they have some decent route fitness and some bouldering power but not a lot of each. Climber then leaves for a trip where they will be doing some lead climbing and then a significant amount of bouldering…a recipe for disaster.

This “climber” is me. And with some reflection after this trip, the perspective that I am able to gain is important. Was I able to see it then? Sure. But in the middle of a bouldering trip where I was struggling to do single moves on boulders of grades I’ve flashed before and usually climb in 15-30 minutes was infuriating.

This leads me to the next part of this. I recall telling my wife Kaiya at some point when I was telling myself that I sucked, and I was weak and couldn’t climb shit. She laughed and said “that’s great positive self talk…” knowing that I have never had that in my playbook for myself. Positive self talk and confidence is great, and I think it should be applied to climbing. Little does she know that I do it, but with an asterisk…if I know that I can’t do it, all the confidence and telling myself that I’m strong won’t change the fact that I can’t hold the hold. There’s a balance there, and it all comes back to perspective. Whether or not I’m telling myself that I’ve got it, and next go for sure, and inhale confidence exhale doubt, inhale belief exhale fear is all irrelevant if I haven’t prepared myself to be successful in the end. This is the part of the reflection that I was going through in the days and weeks after I returned. In a lot of cases, the concept of all this is lost when we refuse to give ourselves grace. I did that, and it took a lot of the trip to allow myself to be ok with trying easier things and feeling like it was success when the number attached to the thing was smaller.

I am very interested in the future and to see what happens when I try to apply this, for several reasons. Age is a real thing in climbing, and as you start to get older, I don’t think the level necessarily drops that much, but there are differences in approach, and I would imagine that there will be a lot more bad days than good ones. Mentally, that is going to be a huge challenge. It was just 4 weeks ago. Unable to climb grades in a “normal” feel, knowing that my body isn’t functioning the way it can, should, the way you want it to and expect it to is hard. Hard to allow grace for the situation. Adding to that the fact that climbers are generally quite hard on themselves is an awful combination.

More on this to come. Next one will be a bit more cheerful.

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What I’ve Learned

It has been 25 years since I started climbing. As one could imagine, a lot of learning happens in that amount of time, even if you don’t try to learn and get better, simply spending that long doing something will lead to learning. Take fly fishing for example. My father was a terrible fly fisherman, in a technical sense. He couldn’t roll cast, couldn’t mend, didn’t have the ability to cast with both hands depending on what side of the river he was on…yet after enough time, he learned to adapt his skillset to what he was doing to attain the results that he was after. Catching a shitload of fish. One can do this in virtually anything. Yes there are limitations. No matter how long I play basketball, I’ll never be good enough to play in the NBA. Or the NFL, because there are certain limits that I have to deal with.

Over this many years in the climbing industry I’ve done virtually every job there is. I’ve been a gym manager, team coach, maintenance person, routesetter, janitor, routesetting director and gym member. In that time there have been so many things that have come and gone as trends, fads and popular things in the gym, routesetting etc. At this point, there is very little left that is “new”, or “revolutionary” in the industry of indoor climbing. Light up walls, interactive climbing and lots of these new things seem like gimmicks that will be something that’s popular for birthday parties, entertaining 7 year olds with holds that light up at the base and a wall that moves while climbing on it.

There are however, many gyms that are starting to do one thing that could be construed as “new” and that is inserting language taken from 30+ years of corporate america and using it to describe what they are planning on doing with their gym, setting, customer experience etc. None of this is new. We are now at the point that climbing gyms are now using corporate buzzwords to sell memberships to people who are new to climbing, don’t know anything, or are easily influenced (thanks social media for ruining the world as we knew it) into making a decision based on passion in the moment of seeing an advertisement (Don Draper was right all along).

These things are “passion, obsession, ingenuity, creativity” and other words, that without context are meaningless. With this comes a free pass for accountability. There is no more focus on creating a great product and letting the members steer the ship with feedback. We have entered the era where people building gyms like to “educate the membership” “, instead of using feedback from their customers and altering the course of the routesetting to respond to what the customers want. Yes, in certain circumstances one can open a facility where there are zero gyms, and come up with a different approach, “teach” the community through routesetting, gym policies and such, and other methods of providing information for them to use in their growth as climbers. These are very rare in the US at this point, and most gyms are opening in areas where there are already established gyms, and some are still trying to do crazy things to set themselves apart, instead of focusing on the core of the facility.

I was just in a gym that did what I want to see more of so well. The design, layout, small details in the lighting, colors of walls (not the climbing walls but the walls in the facility), amount of natural light and so many other small details were done so well that I was blown away. The product (when I say this in general I’m speaking of the routesetting) was high quality, had just the right amount of density, difference in holds, brands, materials and a feel to the setting that was a nice middle ground of thought provoking complexity and basic pulling on holds. So many places try to do so much that they lose sight of what is important. Listening to the members, and using that feedback to make decisions regarding the direction of their companies.

In short, climbing gyms need to stop trying to re-invent the wheel. Have quality routesetters, pay them well enough to stay. Hire desk staff that are friendly and knowledgeable and do the same for them. So many people join climbing gyms because of the amenities that they have, saunas, yoga, classes, etc and never use them, and then still complain about the quality of the routesetting (a post on this is to come…) all the while forgetting that they joined for all the stuff they don’t use, while the smaller, simple gym down the road is just waiting for them. Hopefully they find it soon.

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Il Ritorno

The Return. Translated from Italian.

Been a long time since I even realized that this existed, and if there was anyone waiting with bated breath, you can exhale. I’m back.

For a long time, writing for me was a therapy of sorts. I would express feelings about everything. Climbing, non-climbing, life events and all. As one could imagine, there have been a lot of things that have happened in the last 11 years since I wrote here last. I won’t bore you with the details, but a short update.

Kaiya and I are living in Salt Lake City Utah, I work for USA Climbing where I am the Routesetting Director. That entails a lot of different things, but mainly administrative duties, teaching routesetting clinics, and working with the National and Olympic team as a setter and providing some feedback to the athletes. As we speak, I am sitting in Sportrock Climbing Center in Alexandria VA with a good friend, teaching a Level 2 Routesetter clinic. Overall life is good. 2024 on the other hand has been trying.

Towards the tail end of 2023, I was feeling incredibly fit. I’d spent almost 6 months rope climbing, mostly in the pursuit of sending an open project at one of my favorite cliffs, Riggins Idaho. I got super close, falling on the last hard move of the crux boulder a few times, but no send. Was a very mentally and emotionally challenging process. Coming to grips with the fact that I might NEVER send, and letting go of the result and focusing on dialing in each move, working to make sections more efficient and climbing them faster was a great experience for me. It opened my eyes to how hard I could climb on a rope, and really brought my interest level up for high end sport climbing. As weather cooled and I turned back towards boulders, I began to slack a bit on my PT. I had a massive shoulder reconstruction in 2019, tore my subscapularis tendon off the head of my humerus, tore the muscle, tore my long bicep tendon and injured a few other components of the shoulder. Working through that injury took time, but I was able to come back and climb at full strength, and it’s possible to stay there, if I am diligent with my PT. Which I wasn’t. And it bit me in the ass in December. I wasn’t able to lift my arm without pain for about 3 weeks, unable to climb, train, hang or anything overhead. Once I got my PT back on track it slowly came back to normal strength, once the shoulder got back to the position that it is supposed to sit in. As the time went by, my shoulder was operating at about 80-90% and I went on a trip to Bishop to try and finish Spectre. I’d tried it a lot between 2009 and 2015, doing the big jump move one time from the start, only to break a foot and fall off the slab…not what you want. Wasn’t able to do the jump again, after it taking close to 100 attempts to do once. Pretty low percentage.

Skip to February, I went to London to set the GB Team Selection bouldering event, and met an awesome group of setters who I now can call friends. Got to spend a week with them, setting, testing, talking lots of shit and meeting new folks. Overall a great time. Once I was back, I got right back into outdoor bouldering mode. I have some projects at Castle Rocks Idaho, somewhere that has been a special place for me over the years. I went there first in 2003 and have spent time there almost every year for over 2 decades. It’s sometimes shocking to think that I’ve been climbing in areas for longer than a lot of the athletes I set for have been alive. Starting to become the old guy. Couple days of climbing there, and a gym session one day the next week. Went to use a hangboard, weighted my right hand about 50% and felt a feeling like someone smashed a tomato under my skin. FUCK. Felt around, sometimes there can be little popping sensations that are tendons skipping over calcification, but this immediately felt painful, and only got worse as time went on. Finger injury. Ended up being one of the worst I have had in at least 10 years, and only in August did I start climbing and training a little bit. Starting to feel better now, and able to go for it and climb without large amounts of apprehension and not as tentative.

Long story short, 2024, which was shaping up to be “my year” (at least I was playing that up in my mind) ended up being anything but. Frustration mounted and I tried my best to cope with it. When I was younger, injuries had less of an affect because I was so busy working and hanging with friends. As one gets older, and life becomes less varied, at least it has for me. When I remove one part that is such a pivotal piece of the puzzle, I feel somewhat lost, and don’t have as much direction and drive. I didn’t even realize how much I missed the fun feeling of just climbing at the gym with some homies, talking shit and having a good time.

To wrap this up, I’m very excited to start writing again. It’s such a good outlet for me, and I feel like some of the bullshit stories that I have are mildly entertaining. Hope you enjoy, and check back in weekly for new posts, photos, videos and for sure some rants about climbing, competitions, routesetting and the industry overall.

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Full Circle

Often over the years I used to talk to my good friend Mike McClure about the point in time that a boulder loses its appeal. You begin to wish it was sent not because you would be psyched to have done it, but to no longer have to sit underneath the start holds and imagine what finally topping out will feel like. Losing the feeling of elation upon sending and instead feeling angry that it took you that long, or you punted off the last move so many times takes all of the fun out of rock climbing.

I first tried the Buttermilker on a fall trip to Bishop in 2008. Maybe I was an idiot for trying something that was obviously too hard for me at the time, or maybe I was a genius…I had just done my first V11’s that year, and had climbed a fair number of double digit boulders. Compression climbing had come to be my forte for whatever reason, so I set my sights on this particular climb. I think I stuck the first move 3 times that week, and for a trip to Bishop went home with a surprising amount of skin left.

Over the years I went to Bishop at least once a year, for either a Thanksgiving or spring break from school in Idaho. I have walked over a half dozen people through sending that boulder right in front of me. They know who they are and hopefully read this at some point in time. Was it a frustrating thing, to see people I considered my peers send my project in minimal time, right before my eyes? Yes and no. One year, in the span of 9 days in the Buttermilks I fell from the last move 19 times. I could start from the sit, from the stand, didn’t matter. I fell off the last move no matter what happened. Different beta, grabbing holds in different ways, nothing helped.

In the fall of 2009 Kaiya and I were on a 5 month road trip. I was climbing as strong as I ever had, and I was determined to send the project that had become a nemesis. We showed up at the boulder, fit, strong and ready to go. One attempt and I knew there was no way in hell I was sending. Knee problems that I developed on the road strictly forbid me to toe down hard enough to keep my left foot on. Every try felt like someone was tearing my knee apart. FAIL.

A year later, I returned once again driving from Idaho to spend a week. That trip I fell off the last move only 13 times. I rested more, came closer than ever and realized this may never happen. I was frustrated and disheartened by my failure. I remember thinking I didn’t care about sending anymore, I just didn’t want to have to try again. FAIL.

In 2011 Kaiya and I were living in Boise Idaho, running a bouldering gym and finishing school. We took a long weekend to Bishop in February, mainly for me to try to send, and for her to work on things she had tried a time or two. I was stronger than ever, I had sent my first V13 that summer, and was working my way through all the V11 and V12 boulders near Boise that fall and winter. I was able to one-handed dead hang the butter dish. The conditions were perfect, 45 degrees, sunny and a light breeze. We went to warm up, a little snow on the ground still keeping it crisp. I worked my way through warming up, fingers, core, head, legs, power…and popped a pulley on the Iron Fly. My hand blew off the rail and I swung out off the mini-jug with one hand and…POP! Trip over. In the adrenalin filled 15 minutes I taped my hand like a mummy and managed to fall off THE LAST MOVE.

A year later I failed. Again. I had sport climbed all summer and had no power. Guess where I fell?

All in all, I spent 26 days, 1 Toyota Tacoma (got hit on Buttermilk road and truck was totaled) 1 tendon pulley and 39 times falling off the last move before this week.

The first day back in the cave, I booted up, it was a little warm and tried the last move. It felt easier than ever. My good friend Nohl was there with some friends, one being Kyle Owen. I had a short session on the boulder, falling in my favorite spot. Kyle made an interesting observation that “you seem like your body is so used to falling off that move, that you are falling off before you even start climbing.”

The next morning, we warmed up at Get Carter, and I did some problems I had never even really tried before. It was fun, I was having a good time and didn’t even care about the Buttermilker anymore. I had come full circle. I wasn’t mad, I wasn’t frustrated with myself and I knew that I could do it. I just had to wait for the right time. I went into town, picked up some liquid chalk and in the last few minutes of daylight, sent the Buttermilker. Relief of not having to try anymore is not what I felt. I was psyched, had the grin on my face that says “I just sent something” and it didn’t even feel like it was an epic anymore.

Failing on a rock climb for so long always made me think I wouldn’t be excited to do it. I always thought I would feel more relief, as in my conversations with McClure. But in the end that isn’t what I felt. It was the same feeling as if I’d done it in one session. I was psyched. I had shut myself down mentally on this boulder for so long, having done things far harder than this before. I learned a lot about projecting, about myself and what it takes to stick with something long enough to see it through. In the end, I got no video, no photos, nothing. There were a few people in the cave that day including my wife who has spent countless hours there, watching me self-destruct in years past. Not this time. Now on to the next one!

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Moab

Four years ago, life was simpler. Kaiya and I were living on the road. In our car. No bills, no responsibilities save waking up and making breakfast, then deciding where to climb for the day. On that road trip I became obsessed with a boulder problem. Hell Belly.

In an effort to avoid some bad weather and generate a pleasant 16 extra hours of driving, I freaked out in a Fort Collins coffee shop and mandated that we drive to Moab, where it was dry and climbable, albeit 80 degrees during the day.

We spent a few days there battling the heat and waking up at 530 am to sneak in a few hours before the sun began metamorphosing the sandstone (geology pun). Kaiya was able to send Slimper V3, and I pulled off Circus Trick V4-while working Hell Belly. I wasn’t able to link from the sit start into the stand at the time but the seed was definitely planted. I love compression climbing-more than Jon Glassberg I think-and this boulder suited me very well. I couldn’t put it down in the heat, but vowed to return in better temps and send the boulder.

This year, after waiting all this time I was able to come back and dispatch it pretty quickly. Somewhere around 10 tries from the start. One thing about this boulder is that it is incredibly physical. One of the most physical boulders I have ever climbed. Putting it next to most things of the (V11) grade in Utah it stands head and shoulders alone above and beyond all the others I have tried and done. That is one reason it it so special.

I was able to climb it on a day with good friends, not in the greatest of conditions, and bleeding from my ankles and forearm. A full value send that was memorable and emotional for me. Not every boulder means a lot when you get to the top, but this one did and I am really psyched to have put it down!

Enjoy the photos and video!

Adam on Washed Up

Adam on Washed Up

Kaiya in try hard mode

Kaiya in try hard mode

Working Hell Belly in September 2009

Working Hell Belly in September 2009

Adam Bradley on Circus Trick V4

Adam Bradley on Circus Trick V4

Nicole on the no name arete

Nicole on the no name arete

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Updates, Interwebs and what’s new

Moved, remodeled, moved, built climbing wall, beer, oysters, moved, built climbing wall, beer, beer, rock climbing, Rifle, Wyoming, Boston, Cape Cod, Connecticut, Manhattan, SLC, Boise, SLC, Casper, Boulder, Colorado Springs, Newlin Creek, SLC. Finally got the interweb hooked up at the house!!

Yeah. Been a bit hectic that last couple of months. In February I found out that the Boise Front was changing ownership and that I was no longer going to be working there…or Kaiya. Options were either start the construction company back up (good $$, lots of lower back problems) hope Kaiya got a great job and live off of her, or squat at Mike and Tammy McClure’s house. Kaiya actually did that for a while too.

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Mom with her favorite goat, Chester

We ended up choosing the the unlisted option of moving to Salt Lake, where I will be the head route setter for both the Front gyms and Kaiya will be Kaiya. Unemployed for now, but armed with a college degree she will undoubtedly make more than me at her first real job. Good for me. On March 16th we officially were “houseless”-I have and always will have a home-and we headed to Moscow Idaho to do some remodeling at my mother’s house. Usually I only stepped in on construction projects at the folks when the stakes were high and larger things needed to be done without measuring once and cutting thrice. Many people do not know, but my father passed away in a freak accident in January, leaving it up to me to help mom out when she needs it, so to Moscow we went. I sawed through a steel bath tub, remodeled some bathrooms, cut and split 3 chords of firewood and did all the little maintenance jobs that my dad would do on a regular basis.

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My mother. The ONLY 64 year old woman I know that can sledgehammer toilets, run a chopsaw and routinely does sheetrock work. A true badass lady.

After Moscow, we headed through Boise on our way to SLC. We planned on heading down to SLC, finding a place to live, then I was to fly out to Boston to work on a huge climbing gym for Brooklyn Boulders. I spent a month in Boston working 80 hours a week, was there during the Marathon Bombing and all. Kaiya flew out the first of May and we saw some relatives and spent some time with family. Once we got back, we still had to find a place to live. With the dog, and our desire to not reside in the ghetto it was a bit hard to find a house that fit all of our requirements.

Found a place, moved all our stuff into a friends garage and headed to the beautiful state of Wyoming. On our way to Colorado Springs we stopped in and climbed at the Alcova Boulders near Casper Wyoming. Very high quality sandstone, on par with Joe’s Valley. Bullet black rock, well featured with tons of hard projects to be done. We climbed for a couple days and then headed to CO. Spent two weeks in Colorado, managed to get out to Newlin Creek and climb for a day. I sent the Nickness (fell off the jug on the flash) and Kaiya made quick work of Pineapple Express. Derek Foote did his 2nd V8-the Nickness Stand and Pineapple Express as well.

After Colorado Springs Kaiya and I stopped in Rifle for a couple days of rope climbing before I set for Divisional and National SCS Competitions this year. I needed some endurance. I surprised myself by flashing a 12c, 13a, sending a 13b in three tries and almost flashing a classic 13c, Sprayathon. For just a couple climbing days it was a great trip. Lots of photos of dogs.

The video is of our last trip to Riggins this spring with Adam Bradley and Nicole Brown. That is one place I will return to each year to try and send some of the great projects that are still lying in wait for someone to top them out. Enjoy the photos and video, I will get the Wyoming and Colorado video up this weekend!

Stay tuned for more!

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Welcome to the new site!

Changes galore for us lately. Aside from the work situation, I am going to be more involved with Organic Climbing, and Blurr, as well as continuing to rep for 5.10. A couple months ago I found out that the Boise Front was being sold, and that Kaiya and I would no longer be working there. We immediately started to figure out what we wanted to do…road trip? Move somewhere else and work at a gym? WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO???? After about 10,000 conversations weighing the options and talking with the current owner of the Front in Salt Lake City and Ogden we decided to move to Ogden, Utah. I will be the head route-setter for both the Front gyms there, and Kaiya will be getting a job doing something in her field.

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A lot of other things have happened this spring as well. I wrote an article that ended up getting published in Rock and Ice-the April 2013 issue-check it out, NOW! There are photos from amazing Moscow Idaho based photog Ben Herndon who we have been hanging with and climbing with while in Moscow. I have been brought on as an employee for Josh Helke at Organic Climbing USA as well. I have been an Organic athlete for seven years now, and am psyched to spread the love in a different way! Hit me up if you need anything Organic!

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Whilst unemployed for a couple weeks and before we trudged up to Moscow, Kaiya and I got out a fair bit and I shot some video and photos of our climbing shenanigans. I hope you enjoy the photos and the video. Check back I will have updates weekly on whats up with our move, when we find a place and how that goes, and all things climbing!!!

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Cheers!

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We are here!

Finally almost ready to unveil the new website! Check it out to see all that we are doing with work for 5.10, Organic Climbing, Blurr and Metolius!

Also we will be posting photos and some (probably funny) video of us remodeling our little trailer!

Check back soon it will be finished next week!

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