Seems that every city in the universe has a climbing gym, some better than others.  Out here in the front range, where every third person climbs 5.13, we are lucky enough to have 3 1/2 climbing/training facilities.  While all of them have their attributes, the new kid on the block, Movement, seems to have their shit pretty dialed in…

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It is totally unfortunate that I came to know Stone Age under the circumstances that I was in.  When a group of friends and I got stranded in Albuquerque, New Mexico because of a broken down van , Stone Age Climbing Gym was the beacon  of shining climbing glory that got us psyched despite the grim situation we were in.

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Being a predominately a  sport climber, I could usually care less about how technical the clothers are I wear to to the crag. I don’t really give a shit whether or not my granny panties are “wicking” properly or if my pants have an appropriately gusseted crotch. What I DO care about is if they make me look cool, because well lets face it–I’m not cool at all which means my clothes have a lot of work to do if…

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I NEVER thought I’d say that The North Face made shit I liked, but I am. I remember working in a gear shop in college and making fun of every last sorority girl that bought a Denali fleece. I knew they made other stuff and they had bad ass athletes on their climbing roster, but that stigma stuck with me until very recently. I’ve had the opportunity to climb and drink with a few of TNF’s elite and after closer…

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It’s that time of year folks, the time of year where our little climbing community heads for warmer weather and tortillas.  That’s right, Hueco Tanks!  Hueco Tanks sits conveniently outside the border-metropolis of El Paso, Texas, where the tequila flows like wine and perfect sunny days of bouldering in the Park are near Utopia like.  If you’re taking the time to spend the season down in Hueco, then you know how boring camp food can be night in and night…

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Some boys from Oklahoma started a clothing company called Avid. I was a little worried at first but after seeing some of the shirts they’re bringing to the table I am nothing short of completely psyched to get some of the first batches of tee’s they’re lifting off the press. It’s kind of a bummer right now that you HAVE to be in Oklahoma to get some of these wonderful designs, but very very soon, if I have my facts…

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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…

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