For years, my friend Dom had been trying to convince me that ice climbing was fun. The cold was not my friend—I hated it. The only thing that could get me out in the winter was snowboarding. But in ...
As I inched up a frozen waterfall on the outskirts of Yellowstone National Park, kicking my crampon spikes into milky columns of ice and swinging an ax above my head, I heard just one thing over my ...
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