Below is a collection of images from our seven month journey through Asia. This slide show is a showcase of images captured in India, Nepal, Indonesia, Malaysia, Singapore and Thailand and is set to the music of Brasileiro, Gomez, Jack Johnson and Michael Franti. Turn up the volume and enjoy! Read Full Story

Hey guys. Just thought I would share some images from our recent trip to Siung Beach, Indonesia. We had a fantastic time throughout Java, but Siung was the highlight for sure. Amazing people, wonderful food, and fantastic beach side limestone. The bolts had seen better days, so if you plan on paying the area a visit, bring a drill and some hardware! Just finished the story on the trip and it should be out soon. I'll keep you all posted! Lisa on a low tide boulder problem.Flo taking the... Read Full Story

First a glow, then the ash falls. To my surprise, the product of these fuming pyres stings my eyes. Drifting past this medieval scene in our leaky wooden vessel, I feel as if I transcended back through time at least a few centuries. I swear I hear voices whisper through the black night, the final dreams of passing spirits or perhaps last requests. In this feeble light it seems the shores themselves were hewn of rib and joint. Each ghat is crowned with roaring flames. Corpses wrapped in... Read Full Story

Journal Entries - India Edition4/18/09One more day in Delhi. It seems that Uncle Sal (my Dad’s pet name for salmonella) decided to leave me a birthday present in my spinach cannelloni. It was a gift delivered on my birthday, but not opened until the following morning. At least I can say that I have now vomited in a public urinal in Delhi. Yes, it was as bad as it sounds. Let’s not relive the details though, ok? We hurried back to the hotel, bogged down by the triple digit heat every step... Read Full Story

After being in the small Indian town of Hampi for nearly three weeks, Lisa and I had peeled through and exhausted all forms of literature in our possession. Apparently, it was time to hit the bookstore. We remembered seeing one not too far from our hotel, so we set out to grab some piles of pages to pacify us on our upcoming (twenty-six hour) train ride to Delhi. Our mission began with a left turn onto a chossy Hyderabadi sidewalk. We dove into the churning sea of what we have come to accep... Read Full Story

Kudle Beach, IndiaAfter an eight hour pucker-fest of a bus ride and just over 10 hours of train travel, we found ourselves on sandy swampland with angry shores. We arrived expecting to find the typical lot of greased up tourists wearing cheap sunglasses and expensive suntans. But somehow we drifted right through that mess and found ourselves in quite another. All it takes is a quick glance up the shoreline to gain a full understanding of this place. It’s as if a freighter en route to Euge... Read Full Story

Morning. Ooty,India . 2240 meters above sea level. A spider web of shadows cling to a folded window curtain. A Spattering of flattened mosquito corpses adorn the cool adobe wall. There’s an off center photo hung a bit too high for anyone to easily view without a step ladder. Standing on the balls of my feet, I see the man in the image is meditating upon a granite slab amongst a sea of coffee fields. Not a bad place to be. Accented English slips beneath the hallway door – breakfast time. Talk ... Read Full Story

Fireside in my parent’s backyard – Gripping a foamy, red, Solo cup I hear the joyful laughs lap their way from the pool. The happiness just seems to have a way of echoing through the fields at my parent’s place. John is strumming out some Bowie, confirming that it is indeed Saturday night. Then the wind shifts, wafting the smoke to my stinging eyes. I roll over and awaken to an attack burning plastic wafting from the alley below as castanets ping from the hallway. A new dream begins: India. A... Read Full Story

Swing, Thunk - Swing, Thunk, Thunk - Clink...Clink. My arms scream and begin to quiver like frightened chihuahuas. My calves turn into tight spirals of pain. My brain begins to lecture me: you're not twenty any more, you can no longer muscle your way up. So much technique has been forgotten while living in the Pacific Northwest. I shake my head as a smile warms my face. Marveling at what was once so elusive on the west coast and is so absolutely bountiful here in the Adirondacks , I ... Read Full Story

After five years of outfitting others for the trips of their lives, it was finally my turn. No more living vicariously through others as they escape to the dark jungles of Burma. No more envy of the travelers flying south to climb limestone Patagonian giants. And best of all - no more work!Yes, the time has come - Lisa & I are going to Asia! Our year-long, overland journey will begin in Bangalore, where we will immediately head to the hills in search of some illusive sport climbing. ... Read Full Story