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Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blogs
Transplanted from Oregon, I lived in California for eight years before I discovered what truly endeared the state to my heart: the plentiful and diverse rocks! After my first ascent in June 2008, I was hooked on climbing.
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 Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 7
5/12/09 - One of the best things I can say about myself as a climber is that I’ll try a lot of routes that intimidate me and I don’t mind getting shut out. Which is exactly what happened. Within seconds, the boulder made it clear who was boss.  Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 6
4/08/09 - As a reward for not getting laid off (although everyone who survived got a pay cut, woo hoo!), I decided to come off the money I had been too scared to spend as the layoffs drew near. First stop: the liquor store. I stood in line behind three hicks who were buying two cases of beer and 12 bottles of whisky.  Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 5
3/11/09 - “Sarah? Hello?” The voice of my climbing bro Alvaro snapped me out my daze. “Oh, hey, dude. I didn't see you.” Then I realized I had trudged into the gym head down, staring at my feet. That’s not like me. I usually walk head held high, eyes gleaming, huge smile blazing. “What’s going on?” Alvaro asked, concern thick in his voice.  Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 4
2/24/09 - Even though I was barely off the ground, three little boys gazed at me with awe. I was handling that gym plastic like I was born on it. Not doing anything tough or fancy – just graceful traversing. "Are you a real rock climber?" one of them asked. I replied with a question I had asked myself many times. "What's a real rock climber?"  Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 3
1/19/09 - I am teaching myself in the gym, gliding from wall to wall paging through “The Self-Coached Climber,” [By Dan Hague and Douglas Hunter / stackpolebooks.com] churning through its exercises. Now I sow the seeds of knowledge that will serve me when I emerge from winter’s cold cocoon as spring thaws the sleeping rocks.  Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 2
12/29/08 - The crack split the rock beautifully, creating a perfect space for climbers to dig in. The relentless gash was intimidating. But so alluring. I knew that route, Lena’s Lieback, would most likely spank me. It was two grades above my climbing level – in Yosemite, where the polish on many routes makes them treacherously slick, and sandbagged.  Sarah Jane Alexander – Reader Blog 1
12/11/08 - “How did you do?” my friend asked. I needed a fair way to tell her I sucked – but rocked it! How – in front of three longtime climbers who found every hold with easy grace – I frantically scanned the rock for handholds, footholds, any holds. Then when I saw something that looked big enough to cling to, I clawed and leapt and fell on the rope. I didn’t know the term then, but I was hangdogging like no dog had hung before. |
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