After 8,593 miles, 3 months, 2 countries, 9 states,
14 CRAGs, and 222 pitches, we’re DONE!


A running list of things the Gang takes issue with:

  • Drones
  • SNAKES! Like this one who hid in the base of a CRAG, and then attempted to sneak up on me while I was belaying/immobile
  • Munson’s daily on-route shit-fits in Spearfish Canyon, SD
  • Food items which require refridgeration. i.e. Milk
  • Cruxes on 5.11c routes involving dual, single-pad, mono-pockets. We’re not Wolfgang Gullich!
  • Sprained ankles. All three of us sprained our ankles during CRAGCATION. Then, we founded a gang called Left Brace Boys
  • Stick clips. But we caved and made one, for we have greater beef with sprained ankles
  • Wild Iris, Wyoming… Don’t worry Lander Bar, we still adore you
  • Oregon’s persistent 55 M.P.H. speed limits
  • When, all of the sudden, mid-redpoint burn, you decide it’s a good idea to try new beta… And of course, the MONDO-WHIP that immediately follows your decision
  • Canada’s firmament… For it’s under-funded
  • The existential crisis (or crises?) this trip probably rests upon
  • Actually, to save space, I’ll spill the beans… We have beef with just about everything. There.