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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 correct, you’ll be able to buy clothes through their website. There’s not much else I can say about these boys and their clothes so I’ll just show you some samples instead.
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. › Keep reading