There was a viral photo last week, showing what appeared to be hundreds of people waiting in line on the summit ridge of Mount Everest.
I won’t share that photo here, as I haven’t paid for it. A quick Google search will turn it up if you haven’t seen it yet.
The man that took that photo was Nirmal Purja, a.k.a. Nims. Nims is a Nepalese climber who served in the British Gurkhas, and has been awarded the Member of the British Empire by the Queen of England for his accomplishments in high altitude mountaineering.
You may have seen his…
Does that alley look familiar? If you follow any travel-themed Instagram accounts, it should.
This is Chefchaouen, Morocco, a.k.a. “The Blue City” or “The Blue Pearl.”
Chefchaouen (or just “Chaouen,” as the locals call it) is a small town nestled in the Rif Mountains of northern Morocco. The entire medina (old city) is painted various shades of blue, as you see above. This makes Chefchaouen, as you can imagine, incredibly photogenic.
Travel Instagrammers have grabbed hold of this city and haven’t let it go.
This is a creative nonfiction piece about the calculated risks we take in life and love, told through the lenses of travel and climbing.
‘Let’s just try and keep things light,’ she had replied, and my heart dropped out of my body.
She was a charming Italian woman I’d dropped everything to chase. An enchanting human, from the first word down to the last. We met traveling, in Morocco.
“Remote” backcountry place popular with climbers, backpackers, and fisherfolk.
I write “remote” in quotes because there were easily over 100 cars in the Big Sandy Trailhead parking lot when I arrived. A bit shocking after an hour spent driving in on “Am I in the right place?” kind of dirt roads.
The Trip: Drive (8 Hrs) > hike (5 Hrs) >camp (4 days) > climb 1,000+’ faces (x2) > hike out (4 hrs) > Drive home
My climbing partner is a sponsored athlete for a smartwatch company. Her watch measured all kinds of cool metrics, from atmospheric pressure to total…
USA is over the coronavirus.
Last year was “the lost summer”.
This year, in America, we will have the most playful summer of our lives.
Since March of 2020, Americans have watched our countrymen die in huge numbers, the virus become politicized, seen our passports fall from one of the best in the world to one of the weakest, and just generally enjoyed a solid kick in the teeth regarding our country’s ability to respond to unexpected shocks.
Our government printed almost 2.5 trillion dollars, the majority of which went to large businesses, while the average American who kept their…
Rock climbing is going through some changes these days, with the explosive rise of indoor climbing gyms, joining the Olympics as a competition sport, and the popularity of bouldering. It’s easy to be confused when someone tells you they’re a ‘climber’ — this could entail any number of different activities.
At its most basic, climbing involves using gymnastic ability to reach places generally considered inaccessible by humans. And there is nothing that fits this definition better than a desert tower.
Sheer vertical on all sides, set atop a big hill and looking out over the expansive desert — the ONLY…
A spring walk up to the Chasm Lake Cirque, below Longs Peak in Colorado.
I had a few days off work at the end of last week, and decided to head up into Rocky Mountain National Park, my local mountain playground.
I misjudged the amount of snow present in the high country. I had planned to skip up the trail in my approach shoes before switching to technical climbing boots higher up — I made it about 100 yards up the trail before being forced to put on the heavy-duty boots 😂.
This made my day a bit slower than…
The Museum of Broken Relationships is dedicated to objects. Objects as symbols of love lost, and hearts broken.
What reminds you of your former lovers?
I visited this museum in Zagreb, Croatia, four years ago. It was on the list of tourist activities at the hostel, and at the moment, I wasn’t too far removed from the dissolution of my own college relationship. And so, with such things on the mind, one dreary Zagreb December morning, my traveling companion and I set off to visit this strange little museum.
It turned out to be one of the most powerful experiences…
Travel writing is a tough genre to master — without intention, even a story about the most fascinating and “exotic” destination can quickly become a rote recitation of a day’s activities. “We went here, we ate this, here’s a smiling selfie.” You get a sense that the writer had a good time; but often, no more than that.
But a master travel writer can do the opposite: turn what should be a boring anecdote or simple moment into a meaningful lesson, connecting their experience as a foreigner into a more universal truth about the land they are visiting, the world…