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John Long: Guilty Pleasures
Lynn Hill and I spent the winter of 1981 in Las Vegas, climbing daily at Red Rocks and plowing through nights at dead-end jobs. After roughly 10 seasons of climbing 300 days a year, my learning curve had flattened and I found myself singing the same old song.
Cragging in the Bay Area
I had never kissed a girl, so when a naked one came up to me and started asking questions about the climb I had just tried, I was a little thrown. Painfully shy, I’d always wondered how I would ever ask a girl to go climbing, and now a naked one was here asking me if I knew of a place where she could learn.
Jules Cho
I met Jules Cho at the New Jersey Rock Gym -- we were both setting for the Gravity Brawl comp, last March. She told me she was into archery, and brought her bow and arrow to the gym. I had her point her arrow right at the camera -- a nearly fatal mistake. Jules accidentally let the string slip, and the arrow zipped right past my head.
Charlie Fowler American Alpinist
That Charlie Fowler would meet his end while doing what he loved is no huge surprise given the sheer volume of his climbing. At age 52, he'd racked up three and a half decades of it, and had carried his quiet air of a seasoned survivor from hard rock to the high-risk games of alpine climbing and soloing.
AustriAlpin Headshell
It's hard to put a price on your head, but mine is apparently worth $60, or exactly what the new AustriAlpin helmet costs. This winter I used the Headshell for mixed and ice climbing, pursuits that, with their falling blocks and sharp implements, are famously hard on noggins.
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