Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
Kyle Allen Rott 1987 – 2023 On November 25th we lost Kyle in a fall in Hyalite Canyon, Montana. My heart goes out to his mother and sister and the South Dakota family of this fine man. For his friends the loss is immediate. The years of being together, weaving the fabric of friendship through shared experiences are gone. Kyle was a climber. Once he realized that the pursuit of gravity was his life’s calling, he lived with a singular purpose. “Let’s go climb.” As someone close to Kyle, his “uncle” by age and knowing him with our family, his loss is another weight on the scale of “is it worth it”. Many of my close friends are introverts. In school we found each other and climbing self selected us. Kyle and I climbed together for 15 years – most of the time hiking the folds of Southwest Montana looking for the cliffs and drips that sustain us. In between climbs he helped out by housesitting for the climbing community. For those of that trusted Kyle without houses and animals – you know how conscientious he was. Kyle’s humble approach to life – not entertaining anything superfluous – was reflected by living in his truck. Which made housesitting a good balance. While Kyle was quiet and shy in a room of his peers, there was this friendly side that Kyle shared with people in life. More than once he would carefully explain the gadgets needed to climb to curious people on the trail. This translated well to the guiding he did with Montana Alpine Guides and the Mountain School in Yosemite. At our service for Kyle we wrote in a small book for his mother and family. His worldly possessions, kept tidy in a Livingston storage locker, spread out over a picnic table, passed to his friends. They will cherish his memory and then ply the seas of gravity, risking it all for the moment. For his age peers, dealing with non sequential death, many for the first time, left adrift questioning and bonding closer with those that stand. I was there. And now 30 years later as an elder, with culpability and responsibility. We love you Kyle for energy you brought to our climbing adventures. We love you for the reminder to live calm. Photos @petetapley
30 years ago today, the last day of the year, @johnmiddendorf4 and I climbed Cerro Torre, Patagonia via the Compressor Route. (South East Ridge) Established in 1970 by Cesare Maestri with a gasoline powered drill, the controversial route sported a stack of bolts and was the quick way to the top. John and I enjoyed the climb, yet these was something amiss. The wildness of this peak was sacrificed for human ego. Maestri, making up for his fanciful ascent of 1959, bolted the peak into submission. In 2012 the late Hayden Kennedy and @jason_kruk removed the bolts, giving the mountain its power back and creating controversy. If Cerro Torre is a peak that you are interested in please listen to @climbinggold. The recent season includes the Maestri Mystery with insight from @kellycordes, author of “The Tower”, the definitive book on this subject. In reviewing my journal from 30 years ago I reflect on how climbing has changed. Even if we have better weather forecasts and lighter & stronger gear, the sense of self discovery one gets from a proper Patagonian beat down still remains. This primal connection to living is as real as it gets. First photo of the Cerro Torro group from the summit of Chalten by Galen Rowell.
30 years ago today, the last day of the year, @johnmiddendorf4 and I climbed Cerro Torre, Patagonia via the Compressor Route. (South East Ridge) Established in 1970 by Cesare Maestri with a gasoline powered drill, the controversial route sported a stack of bolts and was the quick way to the top. John and I enjoyed the climb, yet these was something amiss. The wildness of this peak was sacrificed for human ego. Maestri, making up for his fanciful ascent of 1959, bolted the peak into submission. In 2012 the late Hayden Kennedy and @jason_kruk removed the bolts, giving the mountain its power back and creating controversy. If Cerro Torre is a peak that you are interested in please listen to @climbinggold. The recent season includes the Maestri Mystery with insight from @kellycordes, author of “The Tower”, the definitive book on this subject. In reviewing my journal from 30 years ago I reflect on how climbing has changed. Even if we have better weather forecasts and lighter & stronger gear, the sense of self discovery one gets from a proper Patagonian beat down still remains. This primal connection to living is as real as it gets. First photo of the Cerro Torro group from the summit of Chalten by Galen Rowell.
30 years ago today, the last day of the year, @johnmiddendorf4 and I climbed Cerro Torre, Patagonia via the Compressor Route. (South East Ridge) Established in 1970 by Cesare Maestri with a gasoline powered drill, the controversial route sported a stack of bolts and was the quick way to the top. John and I enjoyed the climb, yet these was something amiss. The wildness of this peak was sacrificed for human ego. Maestri, making up for his fanciful ascent of 1959, bolted the peak into submission. In 2012 the late Hayden Kennedy and @jason_kruk removed the bolts, giving the mountain its power back and creating controversy. If Cerro Torre is a peak that you are interested in please listen to @climbinggold. The recent season includes the Maestri Mystery with insight from @kellycordes, author of “The Tower”, the definitive book on this subject. In reviewing my journal from 30 years ago I reflect on how climbing has changed. Even if we have better weather forecasts and lighter & stronger gear, the sense of self discovery one gets from a proper Patagonian beat down still remains. This primal connection to living is as real as it gets. First photo of the Cerro Torro group from the summit of Chalten by Galen Rowell.
30 years ago today, the last day of the year, @johnmiddendorf4 and I climbed Cerro Torre, Patagonia via the Compressor Route. (South East Ridge) Established in 1970 by Cesare Maestri with a gasoline powered drill, the controversial route sported a stack of bolts and was the quick way to the top. John and I enjoyed the climb, yet these was something amiss. The wildness of this peak was sacrificed for human ego. Maestri, making up for his fanciful ascent of 1959, bolted the peak into submission. In 2012 the late Hayden Kennedy and @jason_kruk removed the bolts, giving the mountain its power back and creating controversy. If Cerro Torre is a peak that you are interested in please listen to @climbinggold. The recent season includes the Maestri Mystery with insight from @kellycordes, author of “The Tower”, the definitive book on this subject. In reviewing my journal from 30 years ago I reflect on how climbing has changed. Even if we have better weather forecasts and lighter & stronger gear, the sense of self discovery one gets from a proper Patagonian beat down still remains. This primal connection to living is as real as it gets. First photo of the Cerro Torro group from the summit of Chalten by Galen Rowell.
30 years ago today, the last day of the year, @johnmiddendorf4 and I climbed Cerro Torre, Patagonia via the Compressor Route. (South East Ridge) Established in 1970 by Cesare Maestri with a gasoline powered drill, the controversial route sported a stack of bolts and was the quick way to the top. John and I enjoyed the climb, yet these was something amiss. The wildness of this peak was sacrificed for human ego. Maestri, making up for his fanciful ascent of 1959, bolted the peak into submission. In 2012 the late Hayden Kennedy and @jason_kruk removed the bolts, giving the mountain its power back and creating controversy. If Cerro Torre is a peak that you are interested in please listen to @climbinggold. The recent season includes the Maestri Mystery with insight from @kellycordes, author of “The Tower”, the definitive book on this subject. In reviewing my journal from 30 years ago I reflect on how climbing has changed. Even if we have better weather forecasts and lighter & stronger gear, the sense of self discovery one gets from a proper Patagonian beat down still remains. This primal connection to living is as real as it gets. First photo of the Cerro Torro group from the summit of Chalten by Galen Rowell.
#PetzlTips – Organize your ice screws with CARITOOL EVO. Find out how @conrad_anker uses the CARITOOL EVO to manage his gear while climbing. #Petzl #Petzlgram #AccessTheInaccessible #IceClimbing #Mountaineering
The @khumbuclimbingcenter begins with a Puja ceremony. The students, instructors and volunteers hike to the lower Khumbila ice flows and share a meaningful start to the course. Aou Lama has been part of this tradition for 14 years. Once the ceremony concludes we toss toasted barley in the sky for long life. We then share the pemar (barley cake cone) and Losar biscuits. Once the goodness is lined out we begin climbing.
Welcome video for the @khumbuclimbingcenter from Phortse, Nepal. Students checking in for group assignments and gear review. Thanks to @jenniloweanker @himalayanquests @phu_srpa @dawayangzum @phil_henderson @pemba_sharwa @kunsal_sherpa @mountainmaryanna @manishh.t.p @shantanepali @thejuniperfund @pega_sherpa @temba27 @tseringsherpa8k @kunga.photography @ngsphotography24 @sherpa_p_t_s @wilder_med @unm_mountainmed or For the instructors this year: तपाईंको सहयोग र समर्पण धेरै गहिरो सराहना गरिएको छ With gratitude for all the people of Phortse and Nepal. #khumbuclimbingcenter2024 @thenorthface @lasportivagram
Choss wrangling in Hyalite Canyon, MT. Short and steep following the crack to the right of thin chance. “Solar Flare” Loose andesite rock eats ropes. Thanks to the people that joined in. @joshuagarrigues camera of the hold snapping at the chains. The route will continue with low angle on low percentage holds climbing to the top. The mini gym belay ends at the lip. #iceclimbing @thenorthface_climb @petzl_official
Leaving Kathmandu for the 20th @khumbuclimbingcenter. Thanks to @shangrilanepaltrek for making the transition effortless. Swayambhunath Temple and its 🐵 denizens, @pemba_sharwa and Nawang his wonderful mother, a take off and landing at Lukla and our team of @phil_henderson @mountainmaryanna, Pemba and Chepal on the trail to Monjo. #khumbuclimbingcenter2024 Music by the esteemed and talented @therajulamaofficial (KCC graduate!) मेरा नेपाली साथीहरूका लागि खुम्बु आरोहण केन्द्रको बारेमा थप जान्नुहोस्। हामी सँगै चढ्न यहाँ छौं
Today’s an auspicious day . We KCC family feels beyond grateful and happy to welcome the gift for our 20th anniversary , Guru Ringboche to KCC . Building This 20 years has been wonderful and let’s all hope and pray for an even more amazing 20 years in the future. 🙏🙏🙏 @khumbuclimbingcenter @himalayanquests @conrad_anker @jenniloweanker @everestoutfit
Today’s an auspicious day . We KCC family feels beyond grateful and happy to welcome the gift for our 20th anniversary , Guru Ringboche to KCC . Building This 20 years has been wonderful and let’s all hope and pray for an even more amazing 20 years in the future. 🙏🙏🙏 @khumbuclimbingcenter @himalayanquests @conrad_anker @jenniloweanker @everestoutfit
Today’s an auspicious day . We KCC family feels beyond grateful and happy to welcome the gift for our 20th anniversary , Guru Ringboche to KCC . Building This 20 years has been wonderful and let’s all hope and pray for an even more amazing 20 years in the future. 🙏🙏🙏 @khumbuclimbingcenter @himalayanquests @conrad_anker @jenniloweanker @everestoutfit
Today’s an auspicious day . We KCC family feels beyond grateful and happy to welcome the gift for our 20th anniversary , Guru Ringboche to KCC . Building This 20 years has been wonderful and let’s all hope and pray for an even more amazing 20 years in the future. 🙏🙏🙏 @khumbuclimbingcenter @himalayanquests @conrad_anker @jenniloweanker @everestoutfit
We need your help – link in @jamesqmartin bio Stand in solidarity with Alaska’s Indigenous communities, advocate for clean water and connected ecosystems and urge them to select the “No Action Alternative.” The Ambler industrial road is a 211-mile corridor across the western Brooks Range that would risk loosing North America’s largest ecologically connected area to endless open pit mining and development. It would cross 1200 rivers and streams, disrupt the migration of the Western Arctic caribou herd, slice through Gates of the Arctic National Preserve and dismantle the subsistence livelihood of at least 66 communities. Seventy-four tribes and First Nations on the Yukon River watershed, 37 tribal governments in the Tanana Chiefs Conference, 23 Yupik tribes, 10 Inupiaq tribal governments, and five Athabascan tribes closest to the road corridor all have standing resolutions in opposition to this disastrous development project. The Biden Administration and the Bureau of Land Management have the authority to revoke permits and end it’s trajectory forward. Please submit your comment now before the public comment period is closed on Dec. 22, and tell the Bureau of Land Management NO to the Ambler industrial road. @noamblerroad @defendbrooksrange #noamble
