Month: March 2015

Sacramento Blues

It’s not that uncommon for recent college graduates to spend a year or two traveling – a big adventure to get it all out of their system before settling into the monotony and responsibilities of everyday life. It’s a natural rite of passage – a well tread trail that many travel down. Up to this point, I had graduated from the University of Maine and lived out of a converted Pontiac Montana minivan with my boyfriend Adam, while traveling around the west, climbing and working seasonal jobs. It only seemed natural that I would eventually need to work a ‘real’ job and settle down. I scoured online job boards for full time openings and sent in applications whenever a position sounded remotely interesting. Most of the time I never heard back, so when I received a message in my voicemail inquiring about setting up an interview, I didn’t think twice before calling back. In October of 2013, I officially accepted a job offer with the Pacific Crest Trail Association and joined the other 480,000 people living …

Climbing The Nose on El Capitan

My connection with Yosemite National Park began long before I ever set foot within the state lines of California. I was captivated by the larger-than-life stories that descended from the steep granite walls and covered the pages of climbing magazines. The stories depicted timeless tales of adventure, discovery, and passion through the eyes of climbing legends. Yosemite Valley has long been considered the mecca of long, hard rock climbing, but there’s more to it than that. There’s an energy within the Valley. An energy that drives climbers to push hard and redefine the boundaries of what they thought possible. I could sense this energy from the other side of the country, and I felt both curious and compelled to experience it first-hand. Of all the routes scattered throughout the Valley, there was one route in particular Adam and I had our hearts set on – the Nose. The Nose runs directly up the center of El Capitan, a 3,000 foot formation once considered impossible to climb. In 1958, after being beat to the first ascent …