Blue Moon Midnight

In those wilder lands with fewer souls, I found midnight to be a more subtle experience – an event akin to a branch bending in the wind, or snow squeaking beneath a well-waxed ski. [Read More]

Happy New Year

The past couple of weeks have afforded me some incredible ski-tours in the Never Summers. I’ve been touring here since I was old enough to drive and I’m always psyched on the place. Lately I’ve gotten really excited about pushing longer trips into some of the more remote drainages along the Divide. While the usual Diamond Peaks, Montgomery Pass, Seven Utes, Lake Agnes area, etc… are all great destinations that offer good skiing, studying the RMNP border area on the map has me amped on longer, more committing tours. Snow-caves and heavy packs anyone? [Read More]

Thank you, hot springs

Hot springs are my second womb. They are my heaven on earth. [Read More]

Chris Lindner visits tonight at 7pm

In his mid-20’s and already a prolific face in sport climbing and bouldering for nearly 20 years, Chris Lindner visits the Mountain Shop after the Fort Collins Outdoor Social Hour tonight for a multimedia presentation. I caught up with Chris from his new home in Gunnison, Colorado to talk about his climbing life and the show he’ll put on tonight.

See the event details here.

Themountainshop.com: Give me the rough outline as your life as a climber and otherwise.

Chris Lindner: My parents are rock climbers. They got together, they had me and they started climbing. I started going to the cliffs when I was two weeks old in the little baby carriage and they took me climbing every weekend until I was able to climb for myself. When I was three I was doing 5.10’s on toprope and when I was four placing four. That was when I first got noticed.

I got sponsored by John Bachar working for Boreal when I was six years old. At that time I was redpointing 5.12’s sport climbing. When I was nine years old, I did my first 5.13 and when I was 14 I did my first 5.14.

I’ve been climbing [Read More]

The Appalachian Trail Effect

Appalachian Trail Sign

As a 21-year old I thought I knew it all and could do it all, that is, until I tried to hike from Georgia to Maine. Take it from me, if you ever want to reveal your ineptitude and ignorance then consider hiking the 2,175 mile Appalachian Trail.

I had very little experience when I started the trail, my longest backpacking trip had been an overnight, but that didn’t deter me. I had grown up in Hendersonville, North Carolina a few hours away from the AT and I knew that after college, I was headed straight to Georgia. For me the trail meant putting off a job, having a great adventure, and making new friends.

What I hadn’t counted on was how hard it would be. I didn’t expect my body to hurt every morning and my shoulders to scream under the weight of a pack. I hadn’t calculated that the mountains would be quite so high or that the early spring weather would be quite so cold.

Mountain Laurel with Snow Dusting

But I could handle the physical challenges. I could handle being struck by lightning and hiking through two feet of [Read More]