Over the years, there have been many things I never thought I would do with climbing.   I never thought I would climb The Eiger... I was wrong, again.

No Joke!

The crushing realization sunk in that we only had a liter of water between us.

I was on the rescue team that went out to find out what happened to Ben and Gil. There has been a lot of speculation and questions about their passing, and I feel it's my responsibility to tell some of the story.

Almost as awesome as the mountains themselves is the motley crew of international climbers who come to try their hand at getting high, on big peaks, cheap and fast.

The sense that one’s life is in the hands of the mountains can be as blinding as the endless white glaciers, and a thirst for glory can darken our better judgment more than the blackness of night

First ascent of the infamous Brown Coulior.

...and then the unthinkable happened…the snow picket ripped, I fell backwards, and started sliding at full speed down the 55 degree snow slope...

The couloir was cold and the snow was deep. About 2 feet of packed powder lay on the route, meaning no mixed climbing as the route described, only snow and ice. 

In high altitude climbing, weather windows are everything. If you can move fast enough, you can sometimes grab the summit alpine style.

Click out of your skis, strap on your crampons, uncoil the ropes, tie in, grab your tools, kick some steps, and whoa! check out the bergschrund.