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If you have followed the blog for a while you might know that I have been through two shoulder dislocations. Luckily I have been able to find good methods to regain strength and continue climbing.

So I just wanted to pass along the current workout that I have been doing. This was written by Steve Edwards (whose blog I have been following for a while.)

Steve is one of the workout guru’s at Beach Body and worked on the science behind the ever popular P90x. This article/workout is featured in current issue of Deadpoint Magazine. It’s on page 60 in the magazine.

Even if you don’t currently have shoulder problems this is a good workout to do. Pre-hab is much better than rehab!

You can download a PDF of the workout HERE!

Enjoy and Stay healthy!

- Luke

600 feet 19 bolts, 10 days, 6 brushes, 4 partners and 1 route later, here is the long-winded tale of my experience new routing on the Incredible Hulk.

Photo Topo

Stemming out under the small roof, I know that I haven’t done it this way before. I hesitate and wonder if I’m going to blow it. (Stop thinking Luke, just climb). I’m inching my way towards the bolt. Opposition is crucial when all the holds are facing the wrong way. Clip, layback, I’m at the next stance. Almost there, I punch it a little more and prepare to grovel to the belay. Granite peels off the wall, my feet push hard to allow progress up the groove. I’m there, a sinker lock. Grab a good edge, stem out. I clip the anchor. The final pitch is my reward. I’m dancing up the face. It’s less than vertical and good holds are abundant. We are done for the day, maybe for this season. I had no idea it would happen so fast.

James leads us up the Red Dihedral on a scouting trip

Bolting is FUN!

It all started a year ago: August 2010. John and I had just climbed Beeline. It was an easy day, a fun time in the mountains that left me wanting more. Hiking down the gully, I searched the Hulk for something between Red Dihedral and Beeline. Hundreds of feet of rock but only one or two forgotten routes. I saw a crisp looking corner, took a photo, made a mental note and started planning the next trip.

Starting up the first pitch

Over Labor Day 2010, I convinced my roommate Keith that it would be a good idea for him to belay me while I chucked rocks at him from above (AKA route development). He seemed willing and he happily doled out slack, as I slowly climbed the first pitch of what became Lost in the Sun.  The afternoon turned into evening as I cleared rock and slowly hand drilled a single belay bolt. Eventually Keith awoke from his belay slaving and was able to climb the pitch clean on follow. The first twenty feet off the belay was “blank” and I was convinced the next pitch would need protection bolts if it was possible at all. We called it quits and the 2010 season was over.

Luke is psyched after getting through the crux on pitch one!

When this summer rolled around I was thinking of the Hulk and wondering if the route could go. I recruited my friend James and come July we were hiking up a very snowy Little Slide Canyon.

Snowy Little Slide Canyon

While ground up adventures are proud, I didn’t want to start climbing and bolting a line that was impossible, drilling unnecessarily up the face. After climbing to the top of the Red Dihedral, I traversed right from the belay and set up a few directionals so James could lower me to the potential route. Instantly I saw possibilities, trundled some loose rock, and climbed around on what became pitches 4 and 5.

The next day we aborted our plans to Escape from Poland (thanks James!) and started  a bolting and cleaning mission.  This was a huge success, with James and I climbing most of the unknown sections on pitches 2 and 3. The features all connected and the route was becoming a reality.

With the Hulk imprinted in my mind, I had to go work on the route. I often struggle to find a partner when Lizzy is out of town and this trip proved no different. I decided to go solo. I aid soloed up through ground that James and I had tried on the previous trip. The moves were doable and I free climbed when possible. I had brought a drill and hammer in case I would need to place any bolts on lead, but when I took out the hammer and the drill, I was shocked. I had brought the drill holder but had forgotten to put in the DRILL BIT!  I kept climbing, hoping that the next section would hold gear. It took a few marginal pieces before I could get in a bomber cam. This pitch made me understand the excitement and adventure of going ground up!

Jonathan pulls the pitch one crux

The next two days were spent aid soloing, lead bolting, cleaning and mini-traxioning the first four pitches. The route had come into to place with at least one bolt at all belays and more protection bolts on the crux pitch. I spent a lot of time thinking about where the bolts should go and tried to put them in reasonable places both for clipping and to protect falls.

Luke works through the crux of pitch two

The final trip I was only pseudo partner-less since I was tagging along with two friends, Casey and Jonathan. The were going to spend Saturday doing Positive Vibrations and agreed to help with my route on the other two days.

I was nervous when I started leading the first pitch of Lost in the Sun. I had done all the moves before, but I was not totally sure of where the gear would go. At the stance before the final crux, I put in a few suspect small cams. Trusting my feet, I moved left towards the belay, leaving the security of the corner. In a second it was over and the first pitch had been freed! The second pitch feels slightly harder with cool face climbing right off the belay and a slab traverse that brings you to a thin crux. Figuring out the beta was tricky and I was psyched to execute on lead. With no expectation for the third pitch, I set off. Grunting, crimping and smearing, I made my way through the seam crux and to the rest below the tips corner. Excuses filled my mind, and I aided through the crux to the third pitch belay. I was exhausted and happy to have made it as far as I did.

The next day, with the boys gone to climb Positive Vibrations, I was on my own. I mini-traxioned the first two pitches again without falling. Wasting no time, I jugged the crux section and started aid-soloing the fourth pitch.

Pitch 4 overview

I figured out a workable sequence on the 4th pitch and climbed up to the top of the fifth pitch. With the bolting finished, I continued up into the true unknown. A short splitter led to blocky terrain and I trundled a few big rocks before realizing that the climbing was easy enough to save for another day. I had seen a passage to the Red Dihedral splitter (P7 or so on that route) and didn’t think another bolted belay was necessary or prudent. The “construction” and composition was complete. The pitches had starts and finishes and I could see all the moves.

The night left me anxious and nervous for the following day. With Jonathan gassed from PV, Casey and I decided to go back to our highpoint so I could lead the fourth and fifth pitches.

After a mellow start I worked up to the crux, clipped the bolt and made the bouldery moves up higher. The send was not yet in the bag and I had to technique my way up tricky stemming section, described at the start of this post.

With the third pitch still a project, I plan on going back next year for a complete and continuous ascent. More specific beta and information can be found on Mountain Project. This has been an incredible process and a dream come true for me. Lost in the Sun tends to have more face-climbing and laybacking than straight in jamming. Many of the cruxes are tricky to figure out, which was very rewarding on redpoint. I hope many people are able to enjoy this route!

Cheers,

Luke

Murali Achanta Photo

There are many routes that have a reputation. When you drive through Yosemite, the various formations call for attention. I’ve often stared at the tall dark face of the sentinel. Blank and imposing I first heard tales of a route that climbs up the bowels of this behemoth. In Camp4, one of Steve Roper’s many books about Yosemite, he describes the multi-day first ascent done by Allen Steck  and John Salathe in 1950. Endless wide climbing, multiple days on the wall, and dehydration.

Steep uphill approach = happy face?

To me Yosemite is synonymous with crack climbing and the proliferation of offwidths and chimneys define the area.  The Steck-Salath is a route defined by this style. With over fifteen hundred feet of climbing, most parties do this route in a long day. I however had heard tales of climbers forced to sleep on the route, bivy on the summit, or get benighted while lost in the  never ending descent gully.

With all of these thoughts in my mind, I was nervous about the route. Chimneys and off-widths can take a long time to climb and are always harder than the grade suggests.

Jonathan following the first pitch.

Parking our car at 4 Mile trail head at 5:30 am sunrise was right around the corner. The first 30 minutes of the trail were easy to follow and paved, something one could easily do in the dark. The summer heat greeted us with swarms of mosquitoes and the steep hike covered us in sweat. (Did I mention it was hot!)

The approach was simple enough to follow, with numerous cairns leading to a few hundred feet of easy 3rd and 4th class climbing. At the base I got the first lead which would set things up for the rest of the day as we swung leads. Climbing up the first pitch it was already 7am. Hopefully we had started early enough. The first three pitches flew by with linking and we were below the first crux in no time.

Great view of El Capitan! (and the cathedral rocks)

With some trepidation I set off up the Wilson Overhang. I went right side and tried to wedge my self in the inside of the crack. This gave me the security of gear but greatly increasing the difficulty of the climbing. Sweating profusely I pulled through, happy to be wearing knee pads as suggested by my friends.

Jonathan takes the sharp end on a lovely wide crack after the Wilson Overhang.

A blur of rope drag, tricky route finding and a touch of simul-climbing saw me tunneling through to the back of the flying buttress. Our topo stated “lunch ledge” or something similar and so we stopped. Jonathan announced it was only 11:30 am and I was psyched.  The next two block pitch was mine. At the end of the steep 5.9 pitch I was wishing for a #4 camalot as my number three umbrellaed in the crack…

Jonathan cruises the slab pitch.

A fun slab was next, a strange change of pace on a route full of cracks and chimneys. Luckily two of the three bolts had been replaced with shiny hardware  We had opted for a pack and were happy to be losing weight as we worked through our 5 liters of water.

As Jonathan squirmed his way up the flare bellow the narrows I soaked in the views. Being high up in Yosemite is spectacular. Having never climbed on the Sentinel I was stoked on the new perspectives on the valley.  Slowly wedging my way up the crack I fought hard to stay in. This was my biggest struggle of the day and every inch was a battle. Finally in the chimney, past the first bolt, I sped up towards the Narrows.

Pretty steep wall with the narrows chimney on the left.

Looking up from inside our dark belay I saw my fate. The squeeze was much wider than my torso but narrower than my legs. Looking out yielded a thousand feet of exposure all the way down to the valley floor. Up I went, gear on long slings hitched to my harness. It’s hard to describe the sequence required. I kicked, thrashed and inched up only to ooze back down. I was stable below the narrows but couldn’t quite get my wedged inside.

JP on the crux flare before the narrows.

Eventually I got my left knee stuck and used a combination of chicken wings and head jams to work my legs up inside. Once my full body was in the fissure I easily squirmed and pulled my way up. I reveled in the extremely exposed position when the chimney widened towards the outside.

Sweet view of upper AND lower Yosemite Falls

With the Narrows behind us we sped up on the final pitches, summiting just before 5:30 pm. With tired bodies but the climbing complete, we faced the finally challenge of getting down. The descent was not as steep (really only a few sections of 3rd and 4th class) but it went on forever. Two hours of mind numbing talus walking returned us to the car drenched yet again in sweat.

Our timing had worked out extremely well and we had climbed in the shade all day until the last pitch. With plenty of sunlight at 7:30 we oped for a river washing before cold beer and pizza for dinner.

Celebration was in order. We had a great day climbing and avoided getting benighted (my biggest fear). I see more climbing on the sentinel in my future.

Summit Glory! (I'm a little bit excited...)

 

Beta/ Gear suggestions:

With the knowledge of the route I’d be happy to do it again but would hope for a slightly cooler day so we could bring less water (which was quite heavy early on). It was windy and we both brought and occasionally wore long sleeve shirts on the route. I think efficiency is very important since most of the pitches felt much easier than the three cruxes. I found the flare below the narrows to be the hardest, followed by the Wilson overhang and finally the few moves required to get established in the narrows. I skipped the squeeze above Wilson by climbing halfway up the pitch, placing a piece, and then traversing to the flake out right. This more or less put me on TR for the tricky move required to get established on the flake.

We did P1 per the supertopo, JP Linked P2 and P3 with a 70m rope. I linked P4 & P5 all the way up to a piton at a stance. JP linked P6 & P7 which required a little bit of simul-climbing. P8 was used to move the belay through the tunnel and could be linked with P6&7 if simuling. I pitched out P9 and P10, but think they should be linkable with a 70m. You may need to simul ~10-20 feet. JP climbed P11 and I climbed P12 (the narrows). These could be linked without much drag (since there’s not that much gear) and would make a killer crux pitch. JP lead P13 and I linked P14 &15 and belayed just above the tree… JP lead us to the summit, which was a short pitch with enough 5th class moves that it was nice to use a rope.  This is ~ 12 pitches but two were short pitches used to move the belay and reach the summit.

Gear:
1x Green, Red C3. 2x Yellow Alien, 1 Grey Alien, 2x .5 Camalot -> #2 camalot Single #3 camalot, #4 camalot and #5 camalot.  If you want more wide gear I suggest a 2nd #4 over a #3.

70 meter Rope

I would suggest  a single #3 and #4 C4 and an old style #4 (purple)

On the narrows I placed a bomber .5 camalot, clipped a pin, Placed a .75camalot and finally a green alien before the two bolt belay. A  #4 C4 perfect protects the opening moves and can be shoved very high so you are basically on TR to get into the slot. I hear other people place a second #4 on this pitch, but I didn’t.

Over the past five years I’ve spent countless days bouldering around Bishop. An easy drive from southern California and warm winter temps makes this this place a bouldering mecca. I expect I’ve spent more days wrestling these pebbles than anywhere else in the world.

As the popularity of bouldering has increased so has the traffic to Bishop and the Buttermilks. Currently the US Forest Service is planning on installing a pit toilet in the Buttermilks. This is a good thing since human waste has become a problem in recent years.

Unfortunately one of the potential locations is amongst the boulders which would not only be an eye-sore but smell bad,  encourage illegal camping and potentially create other problems.

Luke enjoys the scenery while crimping hard.

Take a moment and read more about the situation on Will’s Bishop Blog. Having run into Wills a few times over the years I can assure you that he has the best interest of the area in mind not only as the guidebook author but as a dedicated local and passionate climber.

Lizzy enjoyes bouldering amonghts the peaks.

 

Take ACTION:

Head on over to the Access Fund to send a email to United States Forest Service so that the new toilet gets put in best place with the least visual impact!

Doing a small thing now will keep this area beautiful and clean for years to come!

Someone has to look out for the Buttermilks!

- Luke

Belmot stands guard over the Buttermilks

The feeling of being high in the air, wind blowing across my face, pitches continue until the skyline. I love multi-pitch climbing. I’m not immune to exposure, the feeling I get looking down can sour my stomach. Being able to climb all day, pitch after pitch, makes it worthwhile. The efficiency, the places it will take you, and the variety you can encounter sell this style of climbing.

It’s almost summer and I hope that the alpine season will be fruitful. Weather and free weekends did not seem to align with objectives this spring. In an attempt to become faster aid/speed climbers Lizzy and I were met with dehydration one weekend on the West Face of the Leaning Tower and then freezing rain, hail and a storm on Lurking Fear the following weekend.

Lizzy tries to escape the heat on the Leaning Tower

The last big route that I almost climbed (a theme for this spring) was Dogma in Red Rocks. I wanted to share some photos of this fun route.  The climbing starts off more adventurous and wandering but once you reach the upper head-wall you are rewarded!

Since this trip was my bachelor party we had five guys and waaaay too much gear/beer. I forgot how heinous the approaches can be in Red Rocks and it took us over 4 hours with all of our ropes, bivy gear and beverages of encouragement. (The approach to El Capitan is a stroll in the park by comparison)

Jamie and Hartley at our canyon bivy

For a five person team I was shocked how fast we were able to climb. We had over 1000 feet of rope which allowed us to work in two teams with the first leading and fixing pitches while the other team mini-traxioned (self belayed) and belayed (sometimes two people at the same time).

Gordon is pscyhed for his first big wall epic!

On the first day we climbed the first 4 pitches which was more than 800 feet of climbing with various traverses. Having arrived later than expect we aborted our plan of hauling gear to the Sherwood Forest (where we had hoped to bivy) and descended to the base leaving our ropes in place.

Hartley shows off his speed jugging skills.

The next day we re-climbed the fixed pitches in a variety of styles, focusing on speed. With five people this had become an expedition and the summit was foremost. Upward progress was the main object and our team did a great job splitting up and getting the rope “up there”.

A weekend with the boys = so much fun!

As the organizer I was delighted to always have the rope above me. All day, both days, I just could just climb.  Thanks guys!

Keith has enjoys the steep crimps.

The crux pitch off the Sherwood forest was a drastic change from the slabs below. Steep, crimpy, and sustained, this was the climbing I was here for! Keith styled the lead, shaking out casually, making us think there were jugs everywhere.

Keith on the crux headwall pitch.

Our progress up our fixed ropes was fast but our train slowed down as we started inching up the head-wall. The route finding was complex and the climbing was more involved. Hanging belays added excitement and eventually we knew that going down was the right decision. Over a thousand feet of rappelling later we were back at camp.

Jamie thinks rock climbing is FUN!

A side mission of going up Dogma was one of service. I’d been in contact with John Wilder and Scott Massey out of Las Vegas and John was able to hook me up with a bunch of replacement hardware from the ASCA. As we worked our way up the route we replaced tattered slings and rusty gear with large and bomber quicklinks. We added chains and made the route much nicer to rappel from the 9th pitch on down. Two of the rappel stations around trees could still be replaced but we ran out of rope (50 feet would do).

Count the climbers. There are four in this photo!

Overall it was a great time with good friends and a fun adventurous route. With many low angle approach pitches it may not be as sustained as the Rainbow Wall or Levitation 29. However the quality of the more challenging pitches, especially the ones on upper headwall, was excellent.

- Luke

Motivation, obsession, fixation. I think I finally have the perspective through which I can understand our Spring Break trip to Indian Creek. I’ve finally moved on, no longer obsessing over a specific route.

In the months leading up to March, I spent time at the gym doing laps. In abs and core class I pushed my body to grow stronger. My mantra was simple: “Ruby’s Cafe”. I would whisper these two words to myself as I struggled through endless “bicycles”  and when my forearms wanted to explode. But once we were in the desert, having a singular goal became problematic. I had to deal with my expectations and inner doubt – could I climb Ruby’s Cafe? Was it was selfish to drag anyone to Battle of the Bulge so I could work on “my” project?

As a group we fought with cold and unpredictable weather. Climbing time was limited and we had to balance rushing and relaxation. The days all seemed to run together. Each morning began with a mix of wind and threatening clouds and left us wondering when the rain would come. I’m still amazed we were able to climb at all.

I had one go and it was spectacular. The first moves are thin and then it opens up to perfect fingers (.4 Camalot/ Yellow Alien) with many pods and little features. Working up the changing corners I passed the first crux and made it to the rest under the roof. I was over halfway there, but there was no gas left in the tank. Unable to undercling out the roof, I gave up. A kneebar, a few hangs and another roof later I had clipped the chains. The personal victory was anticlimactic. I had made a huge step by finishing the climb, but was still filled with questions and doubt.

For me, this past trip to Indian Creek was spent in the shadow of success. I flirted with the idea, climbed some routes, but never found the zone or killer instinct that is needed. My fitness was good, but my crack technique was lacking. I really struggled while finger stacking, especially on the steep Slice and Dice. Thin hands, however, seemed to be much easier and I really enjoyed following Lizzy up Sacred Cow. As always, going to the desert is a learning experience and next time I will remember to brush up my off-size technique.

Enjoy the photos. They capture many of the sweet climbs we were able to try this year!

- Luke

Psyched!

Luke onsights Extra Lean

Sonia on Extra Lean

Sarah Kate sends Top Sirloin

Keith sending Top Sirloin

Hiding from the snow at Death of a Cowboy

Keith and Sonia on our hike to the Delicate Arch

Sonia on 3am Crack

Fingers in a Light Socket

Keith on Coyne Crack

Sonia on Big Guy

Keith on Baby Blue at Wall Street

Keith on the Incredible Hand Crack

Jlo conquers the Six Shooters

Offwidth glory on Serrator

Luke struggles on Slice and Dice

STEEP!

Lizzy on Slice and Dice

Sunset and a Rainbow at camp

Photos taken by a variety of people (Jlo, Lizzy, Keith, Austin and Luke). Austin is notably missing from these photos since he was constantly taking pictures!

I just wanted take a moment to highlight a couple of videos that really impressed me. Free high quality climbing videos are nothing new, but these films capture something more.

In the first video, the Pou brothers, Iker and Eneko, travel around Europe and climb three very impressive big walls. Pan Aroma, established by Alex Huber, Solo Per Vechi Guerrieri (Only For Old Warriors) done by Maurizio “Manolo” Zanolla, and Zhair established by Iwan Wolf and Gunter Habersatter.  A very cool historical part of the video shows the Pou brothers talking with the two of the first ascentionists about these routes. The various helicopter shots and wide angle views of these big limestone walls is amazing. I’ve never been to the area but am very motivated to go explore.

Hardest of the Alps with the Pou Brothers:

Hardest of the Alps from story.teller on Vimeo.

The second video features a North Face expedition to Chad to explore untouched towers in the Ennedi Desert.  This video really shows adventure and how one must adapt to the extreme and unknown.  This trip was the brain child of Mark Synnott and is documented beautifully by the Camp 4 Collective. While the artistic side may dominate this short, I enjoyed the climbing segments since they provide a great contrast to the still and ever present desert.

Towers of the Ennedi by the Camp4 Collective

For a bit more fun from the Ennedi check out this behind the scenes clip.

‘Towers of the Ennedi’ Behind The Scenes from renan ozturk on Vimeo.

I also just caught up on the Zanskar Odyssey, which follows Abbey Smith, Jason Kehl, and Pete Takeda on an expedition bouldering trip in the Himalaya.  The idea of going to the mountains for pebble wrestling is awesome. Not many people would be willing to spend days hiking and weeks looking for boulders that may not exist or be featured enough to be climbed. In my mind this is a new idea and the rock and lines that are shown in the many videos validate the trip.  I’m still waiting for the final episodes. Check it out!

Enjoy!

- Luke

The power of Twitter always amazes me. People from all over California and the USA came to Yosemite this past weekend to climb as part of the 1st Annual Yosemite Tweetup. We were not graced with the typical California sun, but it didn’t matter. Our community bonded over the campfire and through the climbs we were able to do. It was great to meet new people and share the beauty of Yosemite. Hurray for #yostweetup!

Enjoy the photos! Thanks again for visiting!

-Luke

Ryan (@nwskiclimb) leads the 3rd pitch of Nutcracker

Eileen (@rockgrrl) finishes the 2nd pitch of Nutcracker

Ryan climbs the final pitch to Nutcracker as the storm grows.

Lizzy on top after climbing After Seven

Lizzy at the upper Yosemite Falls overlook.

Happy hikers on a rainy day in Yosemite

There is something special about climbing.  It is the most amazing, yet circular and pointless pursuit. Places, goals, and motivation vary. Sometimes I’m there to live a dream, or maybe just to get in a good workout. I’m drawn to the idea of exploration and the following video gives a glimpse of this kind of dream.

Ideally, climbing a mountain, a boulder, or a rock face doesn’t change nature. Instead, the thoughts and emotions of our ascent are stuck in our soul. For some, the struggle, the failure, and the ability to overcome is most important. Other strive for difficulty, competitiveness, and pushing personal limits to try to be “the best”.

It has taken longer than usual for me to come to a clear understand of my most recent climbing trip to Indian Creek. My mind is still chasing the fleeting images of parallel cracks. Feelings of success and failure still linger, but I am unable or unwilling to quantify them. I am stuck with the need to achieve and the expectations that I create trap me. I want to know that I have pushed as hard as possible. I aim to succeed or at least to fail spectacularly.

Death of a Cowboy - 5.13-

Climbing is many things to many people. So with this post I’d like to ask you to think of what climbing means to you. Why do you really climb? What gets you out of bed early for a long day in the mountains? What pushes you to train harder, read more and improve yourself? For some it’s that final moment when you shine. The work you put in pays off and for an instant you are on top of the world.

 

A happy Lizzy after sending Sacred Cow.

 

I am constantly asking myself where the motivation comes from. Is it a line? A single pitch? Or is it an idea, an endeavor or even a grade? Do I even need a reason to go hang out in beautiful places with my friends?

I’m grateful for my experiences and can’t wait for the next one!

- Luke

 

P.S. Photos and TR’s from Indian Creek are coming soon!

I like skiing through trees. However I’m not the best skier and often I cannot control my proximity to the trees. Duck under a branch, brush by the trunk – I cut it way too close.  Injury is not really a concern, but the other weekend I side-swiped a branch fairly hard. My first thought was that I must have ripped my jacket. Despite the lightweight shell the Nano Storm was in one piece with only a faint line where I had hit the tree, +1 for durability!

Before I get fully into the Nano Storm Review I need to gush about the Nano-Puff insulation. I’m always after the lightest gear and last summer I got a Nano-Puff pullover. This jacket is super warm, windproof, and packs down very small. This was a staple item during my many trips to the Incredible Hulk, chilly weather in Yosemite, and beyond. It followed me up so many multi-pitches as a shared belay jacket and at least five of my climbing partners over the last year bought one. It’s that good!

For the Nano Storm Jacket, Patagonia took the super light insulation from the Nano-Puff and bonded it to a water-proof hard shell. The Nano Storm uses Patagonia’s proprietary 2.5 layer H2NO. The jacket checks in at 24 ounces which includes a helmet compatible hood and a two way zipper that allows harness access for chilly belays.

Winter activities in California tend to include rock climbing with a side of skiing and not too much wet weather. However on the occasional rainy day I wore the Nano Storm under leaky gutters and splashed through puddles. I danced around like a kid and stayed dry!

Staying warm during a snowy christmas day.

Despite making a very streamlined jacket (no pit zips or powder skirt) the Nano Storm does include a few nice creature comforts. I really appreciate the micro fleece lined “hand-warmer” pockets and the internal mesh pocket. The jacket has one napoleon pocket and one internal zippered pocket (great for snacks). The hood easily fits over both my climbing and skiing helmet and is insulated. The back cinch strap for the hood is positioned a touch high and can dig in to your head if you have the hood on and lean back against a rock (sans helmet).

The Nano Storm is a step up in warmth from the Nano Puff and also much warmer then a Patagonia Down Sweater. It is not a replacement for a puffy jacket like a DAS Parka or North Face Nuptse since those are both warmer and the Nuptse is lighter.

Digging out the truck with the top of a rubbermaid container. 2+ feet of new snow!

I have yet to get wet in the Nano Storm even though the material has started to look “wetted out” after four months of use. A reapplication of DWR may be necessary. The Nano Storm is breathable but is quickly out-paced by high output activities. My biggest complaint with the Nano Storm is the zipper. When I first got it the zipper was very hard to zip. The same was true when I used the two way mode for belaying. I checked out another Nano Storm in the Patagonia store and it zipped without a problem. Perhaps this issue is only on my jacket. I am happy to say that the zipper has loosened up but it is still hard to pull and use for belaying.

I didn’t choose the color for this jacket but would suggest others get a color other than white. The front of the jacket got dirty quickly and the dirt is very obvious on the white background. I am, however, a big fan of the green lining and exterior accents.

Overall I think the Nano Storm is a great cold weather ski jacket that also function as around the town insulated rain wear. As a belay jacket the Nano Storm does not replace the need for a puffy jacket but the waterproof exterior should be ideal for wetter activities like ice climbing (which i don’t do). I found myself often reaching for the Nano Storm since it was nice and warm and could protect me in the case of an unexpected rain shower.

Pros:

  • Great warmth to weight ratio
  • Comfortable cut (easy to move arms while skiing, belaying, etc)
  • Helmet compatible hood (climbing and skiing)
  • Low profile cuffs fit easily under ski gloves
  • Durable shell fabric

Cons:

  • Zipper was hard to use
  • Color (white) got dirty easily

Full Disclosure: Patagonia provided this jacket to DreamInVertical in exchange for this review. The opinions expressed above are based on the experiences of the reviewer.  Feel free to leave comments regarding your opinion of the Nano Storm Jacket.

For more Sweet Gear reviews from Luke and Lizzy check out our Gear Reviews page.

Lizzy and I are off to Indian Creek for the week.  It’s been over a year since we’ve been and we are itching for the desert. You can read about our past trips under the Indian Creek tag!

The beautiful Indian Creek!

A great way to follow our adventures on Twitter:

http://twitter.com/lizzy_t and  http://twitter.com/lstefurak

If you are looking for more content to peruse while we are away you should checkout our Multi-Pitch Route Beta page and our past Sweet Gear Reviews.

I also wanted to mention that we are about a month away from the #YosemiteTweetup. Lizzy and I will be in the Valley in late April to meet up with friends from all over. If you have any interest make sure to post up on the Tweetup Page.

We also wanted to announce that we now have a Facebook Page (check out the widget on the upper right!).

Enjoy,

Luke

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