Climbing is like flying in a way. It gives you the wings to explore some of the most inaccessible spires and ledges. I’ve often found myself tethered to a thin nylon rope, looking down from a tiny perch at a miniaturized world below, and thinking to myself: “Humans shouldn’t be here.” Yet here we are.
End of a long day’s climb of Angel’s Crest (14 pitches) up the Chief in Squamish BC, Canada. Photo by my climbing partner: Karsten















