I’m a Climber Who Can’t Climb
It’s one thing to be sad teaching climbing when I know that my injury prevents my own climbing. It’s quite another to be terrified that I’m teaching students to do something that might kill them in the end.
Read MoreIt’s one thing to be sad teaching climbing when I know that my injury prevents my own climbing. It’s quite another to be terrified that I’m teaching students to do something that might kill them in the end.
Read MoreFear froze me into full-blown rigormortis. I was so shocked and scared I couldn’t do anything.
Read More“Necesito equpio para escalar. Es possible rentarlo? I need climbing equipment, is it possible to rent?” My high school Spanish was rusty.
The well-dressed saleslady (I’d never seen staff in heels at a sporting goods store before) wrinkled her nose at my unwashed clothes that still stank from my bus/train/ferry travel from Morocco.
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