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Wasatch Podcast

Apparently skiers and riders at most Utah resorts suffered delays from high winds yesterday. We also suffered delays on our tour, but I don’t think the high winds were too much of a contributor.

WhiteBaldy03-29-14_63_smallerWe wanted to ride something that would have good snow, but wasn’t going to take us for a ride. Last night’s wind event limited our options, but we were still keen to try for a pretty big objective.
Bird's-eye view of BCC road.

Outside Corner: A Wasatch Classic

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Roadside cragging abounds in Utah, but it’s not always easy to find roadside multi-pitch attractions that have great rock, cool exposure and scenic views. Enter: Outside Corner. As you whip around the Remnants of an Ancient Sea sign, it blasts you in the face with its prominence, but the real fun starts at when you get to the start of the last pitch.

Mountain Project link: http://www.mountainproject.com/v/outside-corner/105740009

Little Mill Boulder

No Correct Way, Unless You’re Bouldering


Climbing has a little something for everyone, and that’s one of the things that is really appealing about it to me. Some folks prefer to only climb indoors, others are trad-climbing aficionados, while others get pumped by the power and athleticism of bouldering and sport climbing.

Personally, climbing represents that weird interface between the human experience and nature; it’s that really gritty place where these two distinct universes collide into something wholly unnatural, but supernally satisfying. For several years now, I’ve translated my appreciation of that interface to mean alpine and trad climbing––vistas, scenic views and impressive features. I’ve now learned to incorporate bouldering into my paradigm and no one is more shocked than I.

Double Dyno (V3)
Aaron White is no stranger to powerful bouldering moves and proves it on this problem in Little Cottonwood Canyon.

If you look closely, you can see the pockets of flowers all throughout the basin.

Wildflower Wonderment: 3 Steps To Serenity

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Mount Timpanogos is my favorite mountain. That should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me at all, but it deserves to be repeated nonetheless. I could go on and on about the raw power of the massif, the Native American history, the Mormon Pioneer reliance upon the topography, and the rich heritage of climbing that has been around since 1911 (which is fascinating, by the way).

Instead, I’m going to talk about wildflowers.


Don’t Judge Me, It Was My First Time: Superior’s Sexy South Side


You can tell that it’s late when I can’t even come up with a catchy headline for my blog post without using the word “sex.” Oh well, teh interwebz and its lurkers will love that one.

Monday was Timp (blog post coming soon, because it was awesome), followed by Monday night (which was sleepless), followed by Tuesday at work (which was boring), followed by Tuesday at 1:46 PM:

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FKT…Well…For Me


My friends have all abandoned me. Andy left me hanging at the climbing gym at 6:00 am. My brother Mick bailed on me for our afternoon adventure. And the worst part is that my girlfriend works at a freaking summer camp during the week, and the only communication she can receive is snail mail. Seriously. How archaic is that?

Because my friends don’t love me, I’ve been forced to turn to my long–time lover Mount Timpanogos. She and I have been on–again–off–again with our affair for years, but today she sent me a booty–text and I couldn’t resist. I was pretty tired already, considering I’d hit the climbing gym in the morning and worked a full 8–hour shift at my cooking job, but I decided to go for it anyway.


I Am NOT A Runner


Let’s reemphasize this: I am not a runner. Sure, I can run. Certain things inspire that fight or flight reflex, and since the end of the 1990’s, it’s been flight much more often than fight. Dogs, snakes, cougars; those are the things that get me to run. But exercise? Not on your life.


Pfeifferhorn: North Ridge

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_MG_7969_smallerAlpine climbing has its own unique combination of variables, the most blatant and awe–inspiring for me being exposure. For those of you non–climbers out there, “exposure” typically refers to the idea of being high on the wall, without hundreds if not thousands of feet between you and the sudden stop at the bottom. When it comes to exposure, the Wasatch doesn’t really compare to something like Half Dome in Yosemite, but there are a select few areas that touch the void incredibly well, the most prominent in my mind being the Pfeifferhorn––particularly the North Ridge route.

The Shire: Visitors Welcome

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I guess I’m not allowed to say exactly where I was on Saturday. The SoWa code of ethics strictly forbids anyone from revealing specifics about the terrain south of Lone Peak to the general public, but anyone familiar with the area can easily figure it out. It’s not exactly a secret, but kind of. It keeps the riff raff out. Or something like that. Supposedly.

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