A scathing criticism of a place I truly love. View this post on Instagram The view out the windows while I sit at home and get work done. A post shared by James Bultitude (@bultitudeclimbs) on Mar 18, 2016 at 11:14am PDT Boulder, Colorado is the kind of town where one can always find a … More Boulder, The Town America Left Alone
The line may have gone free without any bolts. I tried the insecure start moves again. If I blew the delicate mantle I’d slam into the ledge below, grate over the slab and factor two straight on to the belay. My belayer grumbled quietly as my legs shook. Out came the drill and holding it … More Modern Masculinity
After four years of Climbing and Whitewater Paddling, I hope I’ve learnt a few things. Maybe learning a new sport is what I love more than anything. And they all bleed back into one another. The way I snowboard influences the way I paddle, whether i’m on the river or in the surf. Whitewater Paddling and … More Four Years In
As a multisport athlete, a bracket I’m slowly and regrettably acknowledging, having big dreams is difficult and very important. As my self-diagnosed ADD bleeds into my love of outdoor sports, I tend to change tack every 4 months and move into a phase of training and working at another sport (even if it doesn’t match … More On Dreams and Dreaming
Prescript I wrote this up a little while ago, but I felt it didn’t really go anywhere. I was talking to Tom the other day and he made me think about it again and maybe some clairty was acheived. Maybe. On Fencing When I was little I played a lot of chess. I enjoyed the … More Chess with Sweat
Huck & Dyno 