Career Highlights

  • Various first ascents in Southern Utah and the Wind River Range.
  • Zion Big Wall Linkups
  • Big Wall Climbing in Cochamo, Chile


  • Climbing

    Favorite type of climbing (bouldering, sports climbing, trad, etc.):

    Trad is my favorite, but first ascents are the best.

    When and how did you get into climbing and what kept you interested / fascinated in the sport?

    I moved from CT to UT in '09 with a pair of blown-out climbing shoes, a second-hand harness with no gear loops and little climbing knowledge. My first desert experience was climbing Castleton, it changed everything. The adventure, the otherworldly scenery, the peaceful isolation; I was all-in from that moment on.

    Who was your childhood hero and do you consider yourself a role model now? Does it influence you at all that other people look up to you?

    Childhood hero? You mean besides Tommy?

    As a child and as an adult I have always looked up to my Dad. He is the best example I know of a genuinely good person who continues to get after it with a smile on his face.

    I don't consider myself a role model, however I do really appreciate it when someone tells me that they were inspired by a route I established or a photo I took.

    What were the most important milestones in your life so far, both in climbing and in everyday life? Did you immediately recognize them as such or only later on?

    Moving from Connecticut to Utah in 2009 was a really major milestone. I fell in love with the desert and I went all-in on climbing and exploration. Nothing else mattered and it felt like I found my path in life. I've had many personal milestones in climbing. One in particular was climbing El Monstruo in Chile. In fact, it is a vertical mile of stone. Undoubtedly, it was an amazing adventure and a day I won't forget. It was also significant because before heading to South America I heard of the wall, but it seemed too big, too deep in the jungle and something to be put on the "well, maybe someday list." However, we decided to go for it, which was an incredible adventure in every sense.

    I believe that with every major summit in climbing or life comes a great sense of satisfaction in the accomplishment and I feel that in the moment. However, if a certain goal just turns into a major sufferfest, it takes time to forget about the pain or fear. Only with the power of hindsight can you see the experience for what it was, something you won't forget. ( example: Black Canyon story below ).

    What were your greatest failures / setbacks / injuries? How did you cope with them and how did you come back from them?

    I've had a variety of injuries, thankfully nothing too serious but the most frustrating was my shoulder. It wasn't the worst injury per se, but it felt like I was being stabbed all day. I couldn't sleep because of the pain, and although it was a physical injury, it became a mental battle. I was driving to work one day and saw a dog with its head out the window, ears flapping, tongue out, smiling. I had a bit of a breakdown, it was then I realized that I hadn't been that happy in a long time, I'd forgotten what it was like. Eventually, I tried to climb, but by the time I was at the base of a 5.6 slab route I was in too much pain to even top rope. I did PT, took my time and tried again. I was climbing a 2 star 5.9 in Little Cottonwood with no pain. At last, I was a golden retriever with its head out of the window. It was easily one of my top 10 best days of climbing. In this moment I realized that climbing is something that is not only special to me but something I need.

    What is your favorite climbing related story / experience?

    There is definitely no way I can pick a favorite, so I'll just share the most recent one. We started repelling in the dark. The goal was to climb Astrodog in the Black Canyon in a day. If you're not familiar with the route, it's a 2000ft 11+, in which you start at the top, rap into the canyon, and climb out. It also happens to be one of my all-time favorite routes.

    The rappels weren't going so well. It was hard to find the anchors in the dark, even though I've done this rappel twice before. There were a few small droplets of rain. We checked the forecast the day before and it called for a 10% chance of rain, we weren't initially concerned.

    About 1000ft down the wall it started to pour. We were wet, our shoes were wet, and the rock was soaked. We stood on a small ledge, no words were exchanged until George, one of my best climbing partners, looked at me and said, "well, it doesn't count as a shiver bivy unless you're soaking wet."

    We contemplated our options. If the rock was too wet to get up the route, then we'd have to go down. From there we'd have to navigate an unfamiliar choss gully that may not be possible, or cross the river and exit a gulley that we know, which would then require us to hitchhike the long drive back to the south side of the canyon. There was a 70% chance of rain the next day, so if we were forced to bivy and things would just get worse. All options were grim, this discussion was followed by more silence.

    I was starting to shiver and I contemplated why I do this. I spent a lot of time and money to bring me here, and I don't want to be here at all. If I had applied this time and money to some other aspect of life, I'm sure I could accomplish a lot.

    The weather hadn't improved, but we tried to climb anyway. George slipped and took the biggest fall I've ever seen him take. He injured his finger but continued on. We got to the two boulder bivy and the sun came out. It was glorious, we dried ourselves out and watched the rock dry up.The next few hundred feet of climbing was simply incredible. Swapping leads and cracking jokes while we moved fast and efficiently. I love the feeling of that vertical flow. Days when it feels like you are almost watching yourself climb. Hovering somewhere just outside your physical self, taking it all in. It was at this moment that I had answered my previous questions of doubt so perfectly. This is why I do this; this is why I am here.

    We were 1 pitch from the top when it started to rain again. Then it started to pour. Then it started to hail and there were some lightning bolts striking down close by. The Black Canyon had sensed my joy and punished me for it. The last pitch starts with some runout slab in kind of a stemmy corner. I tried, but couldn't stick to anything. Still hailing I downclimbed back to the belay. "I'm pretty sure I can traverse to the left and circle back to the original exit," I said hastily as I set off into the unknown. Twenty feet out I looked back and explained, "So in hindsight I realized that sounded really confident, I'm really just winging this."

    The climbing was easy and juggy, however, the rope drag was becoming unbearable. I would have to pitch this out. I was significantly run out until I found a perfect #1 crack. I stood on a small grassy ledge, placed the #1 and cloved into it. It was then that the ledge I was standing on collapsed. I fell onto the #1, the only piece of pro insight, and yelled "Rooooock!" into the void.

    Normally I feel like such an event would bring about a moment of pause, but I was rather determined to get out of this ditch as soon as possible. It would be dark soon. I placed a second cam and belayed George up. He traversed to the left and built an anchor under a crack flake system that looked like it would top out.

    Fifty feet of wet chossy rock was between us and the beer. Climbing choss is a skill and this day is a perfect example of why I believe people should go climb a zero star choss pile every once in a while.
    The climbing was harder than expected. I envisioned falling, my cams blowing the hollow flake apart covering George in choss and myself decking next to him. I crimped the wet rock harder and topped out at last. I belayed George up, he gave me an "impressive lead" nod. We high-fived and walked back to the car.

    With a warm dry jacket and a cold beer in hand, we looked into the canyon from the South Rim overlook. "So what should we climb tomorrow?"

  • Training

    Do you have a strict training schedule for when and how you train throughout the year?

    I'll train for certain objectives or big trips, other than that I just gym climb a few days a week and usually top off the session with a few other exercises. I schedule my training on how I'm feeling. I've injured myself in the gym in the past and it never makes a good story.

    What advice can you give to somebody looking to improve their training routine?

    Find what works for you. Everyone has their own routine, I've found that what works for some doesn't work for others.

    What do you think of indoor climbing gyms in relation to climbing on actual rock?

    I view gyms as a great place to train and climb when I don't have the time or proper weather to climb outside. The gym scene is exploding right now, which is allowing gyms to up their game as far as creative route setting and training tools. This will surely excellerate the next generation of climbers to new heights.

    Are you able to do a one-arm pull-up? How about a single finger?

    Don't know until you try... I just tried, and the answer is no.

    How much of the success as a pro climber is due to show and how much due to actual climbing skill?

    Well, I think it's a case by case basis. I think it's more about what you contribute. Climbing isn't just about grades, it's about experiences. If you can share your experiences and inspire others from these experiences then I believe there is some value in your inability to climb 9a... or even close.

  • Psychology

    Is it possible for anybody to eventually perform a one-armed pull-up or get to the top of the Eiger/Matterhorn, or do you really have to be born for it?

    Classic nature vs nurture debate. Personally, I'd say there is a typical body type that is prone to having an advantage in climbing, but there are many outliers to prove that there isn't a standard. The mental aspect is the other half, if not more than half. Some people just have more drive, focus, technical knowledge, ability to suffer with a smile... these characteristics are sometimes much more valuable than one's physical genetics.

    How important is it to set goals in professional sports? What are your goals / targets you are working towards in climbing and in life?

    Goals are everything. Goals get me stoked to get out of bed in the morning. Preparing for these goals is part of the journey. It's important to prepare physically but also very important to prepare mentally. It's the logistics of studying topos or google maps, down to what to pack or wear. Giving yourself the best odds for success has many layers.

    How do you deal with extremely hard climbing problems? Do you ever get frustrated and give up on them or do they motivate you even more?

    A major appeal of climbing to me is the mental and physical puzzle. If it doesn't challenge you, it wouldn't be as fun (not that I don't enjoy easy climbing.) But I find the most enjoyment in solving the puzzle. To give an example there is one route that I've been trying to free for 9 years. Every year I get better. Last year I 1 hung the entire 1200 ft route. However, frustrating as it was, it was 9 years of fun with good friends, summit beers and amazing views. I question my pursuits sometimes, but I try to never underplay the experience of the journey. What is my goal? To climb this thing without falling? To be honest, it is not, the goal is to be able to climb it again with good friends, without the pressure of falling, with the fact that I have already sent it. I almost look forward to that more than redpointing it for the first time.

    Similarly, I've had other FA projects where I get shut down time and time again for various reasons, generally weather. If I do the math on time spent, gas money, and that same long approach with a heavy backpack just looking forward to the day when you can actually climb this route with just a single 70 meter and a double rack... not the power drill, bolts, chains, crowbar, toilet brush....etc...

    However, in hindsight, those are some of my fondest memories and it's the only retirement plan that can't be taken away from me.

  • Future of climbing

    Is there anything you would like to change about the current developments in climbing?

    I think we are headed in the right direction of increased environmental awareness and protection of public lands, however, it would be great to see more people get involved. Whether it's volunteering time, money, writing to congress, or just voting. The climbing community is growing rapidly, which allows us a greater voice to keep these beautiful places we recreate in protected for future generations.

    Where do you think sport will go in the next few years? What will change? And what role will you play in it?

    It's hard to predict where this sport will be in the future. We are currently grooming the next generation for a level of climbing that we can't comprehend. For instance there are 15 year olds free climbing The Nose. The climbing community is also rapidly growing which will have an impact on the places that we cherish. If I could convey anything, it would be that this vast and beautiful world is worth exploring, and you can still have a 4 star experience on a 1 star route.