Tribute To Honnold

Right foot into this little dimple that you can toe in on aggressively so it’s opposing the left hand, then you can, like, zag over across to this flat, down-pulling crimp that’s small but you can bite it. [From Honnold’s climbing notebook.] For me, the most transcendental feat – your smeared soles at Freeblast Slabs, your shoulder jammed into Offwidth and cardiac-kick at the Boulder were: Inspirational; unimaginable. We sit in theatre chairs white-gripping our armrests and, too often, eyes closed. Up on El Cap as much as we’ll e’er be, We twist our bodies in synchrony. We’ve seen how immeasurable the possible; the achievable of the inconceivable. At last, an image beyond the past; a hero of no vanquished enemy, brawling limitless potentiality. Following your lead, we reimagine how we might ascend our vallied lives.