Packing for Holy Week

We know how this pilgrimage will end, because we have the guidebook. We’ve been here before.

The Church of Chalk

I fell in love with climbing not because I love coughing up chalk dust (I don’t) and think calloused hands are sexy (I do). It was the people.

Coffee, Climbing, and Calling

Ok, I’m going to admit it. I’m scared. From the comfort of my campus coffee shop, my favorite mug full of steaming Italian roast, barefoot in an armchair, I still feel scared. I have no immediate threat, and that is exactly what scares me. You see, I’m caught between an exciting and mysterious time —…