Ear Nursing

 

Cauliflower ear, hear we go….

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Wiskey #whatever

It’s apparently been a long time since I did something worth posting about. I don’t know if the content in this post is much more interesting, but, fuck it.

Anyway, a lot of non-climbing stuff has happened in the last months: I was back in Sweden for the holidays and work, came back and dealt with damn flu shit, have been doing lots of jiu-jitsu, AND I got a job, which I’m obviously super grateful for. So now I make wood floors 40+ hours a week, and this leaves me with way less time for other stuff. I guess that is how it is to have a job, especially job of this nature, physical labor that is. In other words, I turned into a weekend warrior overnight. I just need to get toughened up a little bit before I really can take advantage of the weekends.

We had another day in Wiskey Gulch a couple of weeks ago, a low-key place in the middle of nowhere, which offers some real test pieces and a bunch of “classics.”

Bozeman

I-90

Montaaaaana

Yeah Right   Magestic, mmh, YES

What the fuck are you looking at

Pervert

sick

NO   Get it

Stein

Jeff

Jeff Ho on a super cool problem which I think still is a project. A little piece of Bishop right there. Next day off, this is where I will be.

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Brush, damn it

Another fun project on the same boulder which required some “gentle” power-spotting…

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Huh

BUTT

Stop staring you damn, damn perv.

New Post, Video and Crag

This fall I made a video for prAna. This is a project that didn’t necessarily have to take long, but it ended up being that way. And I have no one to blame but myself. Oh well, I guess that’s what happens when there’s no real deadline, and your thumb is way too far up your butt – at least for me. Anyway, It’s done now though.

The crag we developed is at high elevation in the southern Big Horn Mountains. A 45-minute drive from Ten Sleep, WY takes you to this somewhat remote, new area. A good destination for you guys that don’t want to gang bang with suckers on the Slavery Wall in July.

The Transition

Three years of me blasting my beloved metal has had its consequences.

Can You Smell It?

I got my shit together and finished what I started.

PLOT:

Can You Smell It? As a Scandinavian, I sure can. I’m in Ammurrrica and smell freedom everywhere.

Ryss Tryck

Guess what?, The inconsistent weather that fall usually has to offer exists even here in butt fuck Wyoming. Good thing there is a gym on the property. There is not a hell of a lot to do around here, unless you’re chasing cows, herding sheep, using the drive-through liquor store, bailing hay or, in my case, shooting the shit out of some guns or perving out with my binoculars on the balcony. Trust me, it’s quite entertaining.

Anyway, with that said, this is the time of the year,(at least for me this year) to cut down on the climbing and start training. Despite my ongoing immigration process and other inconveniences in the routine, I will, for the next three months (to start with), follow a secret recipe that hopefully will give me some serious “ryss tryck”. It’s so secret that I don’t really know what the fuck I’m doing myself, but I’ll figure it out. We’ll see how it goes. I’m psyched and having a good time with it, so that must count for something.

Have a good one!

A Day in Cody

It was in Fontainebleau a year ago that I really bouldered for the last time. One year ago!

Yesterday’s cloudy weather made us change our plans from sport climbing in the canyon to bouldering in Cody. Our time bouldering was stacked with everything from classic, low-ball sit starts, to taller beautiful slabs.

It was super fun but, in other words, we didn’t deliver shit. It’s interesting how fast you loose whatever you have if you don’t maintain it. Oh well, I guess you got to give something to get something.

Today’s task: BOLTING! YES!

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