my effing finger (andrewchasteen.com)
If you’ve been climbing long enough to be off the TR then chances are you’ve had a gnarly flapper at some time or another. They suck. They hurt and they are an annoying little injury to your body’s smallest appendages (I HOPE your fingers are your smallest appendage). Flappers make you feel like you should be climbing but you can’t. You can do nearly anything else that’s related to a climbing day like carry a pack, hike to a cliff, belay your friends, smoke cigarettes, drink beer and stare at your project. The only problem is you can’t touch it because ONE FINGER PREVENTS IT. It makes me feel like a little tiny man. Like this man actually. Almost awesome, but so totally not. (more…)
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Our dear friend Lucas sent this to us today. It proves that in the end we climbers are a big bunch of pansies even though we think our acrobatics and abs are as good as it gets. It proves a man who works out in a children’s park can outdo just about all of us.
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Alright everyone it’s time again for another super duper P&C mega competition.
New Years is awesome. You drink a lot of champagne (or sparkling wine…), you stay up later, sometimes you get to kiss strangers because that’s what you’re supposed to do at midnight. Shit I watched Limit kiss TWO girls at midnight one time. I’m still not sure how he pulled that off actually. Anyway, this contest has nothing to do with photos, captioning them, or sending them to us. (more…)
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Belaying for a sport climber is a big responsibility. It is something you should consider carefully before committing to it. Unfortunately, just like parenthood, the responsibility sneaks up on a lot of belayers who just aren’t quite ready for the emotional stress involved. Any belayer out there will tell you that sport climbers can be irritable (especially if not fed organic almond butter four times per day), selfish, and cranky. When their position on 8a.nu is threatened, they can get bitchy and sometimes downright mean. Sometimes they start kicking, screaming and throwing things, just like a baby. And sometimes you just want to shake your sport climber and say “just chill the fuck out you childish littler bitch.”
But NEVER SHAKE A SPORT CLIMBER!
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Jeremy Collins
Chances are, if you’ve picked up a climbing mag in the past ten years or so you have no doubt seen Jeremy Collin’s art work. Not only does he monopolize the creative genius you see gracing your magazine pages, but he stinking rips too! Haling from Kansas City, this dynamo is a first ascent slayer, grabbing FA’s from Arkansas sandstone to Black Canyon granite. Always psyched for what’s next, Jer can do no wrong in our book. I pulled him away from what I like to call “arting” to do an interview with P&C. Enjoy…
Interview: Adam Peters (Bronco)
Prints: Jer Collins
Photos: Andrew Chasteen and Lucas Marshall
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If you haven’t been to the desert yet this season, there is something wrong with you. I haven’t been and there is definitely something wrong with me. Hopefully though, this will psyche you up enough head out there and stick your dirty little mitts in some desert gold.
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