by Majka Burhardt, with Kate Rutherford
Any climbing trip starts with a conversation. Kate and mine went something like this.
Kate: “What’s your fall look like?”
Majka: “October’s wide open.”
Both of us: “Want to go somewhere good?”
We considered Norway but were scared off by the rain; Germany was a strong contender but neither of us wanted to drink that much beer; and as crack climbers (aka sport climbing on tufas feels demoralizing) we were seeking a new ascetic in both the climbing lines and the surrounding culture.
[Above: The basalt columns of Armenia. Photo: Gabe Rogel]