Most climbers are modern-day cowboys—buff, tough, dirty, inspired, stylish-without-trying loners who nevertheless often travel in packs. But me, even after six years, I’m still climbing mid-level problems. I’m no good, and I ain’t cool. I’m just in it ’cause I love it. It’s a great workout, and it’s fun, and you can be up and down and in and out in a half hour or an hour.
It’s called bouldering. No equipment. Just pop on and velcro up your Italian stallions—La Sportivas get our mindful thumbz up—and you’ll thank God for the day She invented climbing on rocks (or plastic, at gyms).
~ elephant journal, Summer 2007
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