As a climber, I have always been proud to be part of a culture that celebrates minimizing our collective impact on wilderness. We strive to be good stewards of the playgrounds we recreate in, whether it be sea cliffs, lowly boulders, limestone caves or the hallowed big mountains. Hopefully, we take the time to stay on trail, pick up a wrapper or two and, when in a pinch, pack our poop out. Pun intended. Alas, it is a humbling truth that no matter how hard we try to tiptoe our way through the backcountry we will inevitably leave some sort of impact.