In the cold concrete world of Manhattan there isn’t much that satisfies climbers. I mean sure you can go to Central Park and piddle around on the little pebbles they call boulders, but to what end? I never got that much satisfaction from projecting routes with names like Sweat of the Rapist and turning down crack heads that ask questions like “So you’re climbing these rocks? You smoke rocks too?” Never the less there is one shining beacon in the grey mess of buildings, so like a mouse in a maze trying to find cheese I’d navigate my way a few days a week to Manhattan Plaza Health Club to get my fix with a rowdy bunch of New Yorkers likeminded enough to care about one thing: climbing.
The climbing gym is located inside the Health Club on the corner of 43rd st. and 10th avenue. It’s a short walk from Time Square so it’s accessable by nearly any subway you feel like taking…
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