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Track & Field by David Kiefer

Life Wish

The adventures of Max Manson

THE ROPE WAS 200 feet long. The cliff was 3,000 feet high.

From high on the wall of El Capitan, the massive rock formation that frames Yosemite Valley, Max Manson let himself go. After a moment of free fall, Manson’s rope stretched and swung him across the face of the granite monolith.

“Whoa! Oh my God!” he screamed, then laughed and threw his arms into the air in euphoria. To Manson, this was the world’s most exhilarating swing, a massive pendulum over air and space.

At 22, Manson’s life already reads like a giant bucket list: Climb the nose of El Capitan in a day … check. Climb all 58 of Colorado’s 14,000-foot peaks by age 12 … check. Launch self-built rockets into the atmosphere … check. Travel to remote Alaska on a geologic expedition … check. Compete in track and field for Stanford … check.

Backward flips off sheer cliffs into mountain lakes, scaling the face of Half Dome, climbing the Matterhorn not once, but on two consecutive days …

Someone once remarked, “You’ve got a death wish, man.”

To which Manson countered with, “I do not have a death wish. I have a life wish!”

That’s the sum of Manson, an Earth and Planetary Sciences major co-terming in Earth Systems, and an 18-foot pole vaulter. 

He’s always ready for the next big adventure. Amy Manson recalls Max calling her “Dream Killer,” because she couldn’t take him to a particular mountain at a particular time. “If you loved me, you’d take me to (mountain X) tomorrow,” a young Max reasoned.

His parents are All-American track and field athletes Pat Manson, a U.S. champion pole vaulter out of Kansas with a record 22 consecutive years over 18 feet, and Amy Legacki Manson, a two-time Big Ten distance champion at Indiana. Pat and Amy met while competing at the 1997 U.S. Championships in Indianapolis, through a mutual friend. 

Despite his lineage, Max wasn’t necessarily headed down the same athletic path. He grew up in Superior, Colorado, only 10 minutes from Eldorado Canyon, a rock-climbing mecca with more than 1,000 technical routes. 

“Max’s second home,” Amy described it.

In a home movie, two-year-old Max, still in diapers, is climbing up a slab of rock, “like a little gecko,” Amy said. Reaching much higher than his concerned parents anticipated, Max was somehow coaxed down. Afterward, he pointed toward the ridge known as The Naked Edge and said, “Max climb that.”

Max not only climbed it – many times – but an image of him doing so graces the Eldorado Canyon County Park welcome sign.

Pole vaulting was a natural backdrop to whatever was happening at the Manson home. Pat competed professionally until Max was six and sister Mia – now a pole vaulter at Michigan – was five. When Pat was left without a place to train, the Boulder Valley Christian Church offered its property to build a premier pole vault facility. Now, whenever elite pole vaulters are in town, they stay with the Mansons and train at the facility, called Above the Bar. Stanford great and 2016 Olympic champion Katerina Stefanidi has been among them.

Throughout the summer, Pat hosts a series of weekly immersive pole vault camps for six high school vaulters at a time, while Amy leads a six-week, two-night-a-week recreation track and field camp for elementary schoolers. 

At Pat’s camp, young vaulters stayed for years at the Mansons (and now at a hotel) and learned technique as well as proper diet and lifestyle choices. Throughout the house, pole vault videos played in loops. Kaitlyn Merritt, from Southern California, and Nicole Summersett, from Texas, were regular attendees and developed a strong friendship at the Mansons that they brought with them as Stanford teammates.

Whenever Max picked up a pole at Above the Bar, Pat noticed. He wanted Max to find the event on his own terms, if at all. More often than not, Max instead chased frogs or rabbits or launched model rockets, oblivious to the pole vaulting at hand. 

Whatever his interest, Max tends to go all-in. Spiders were a hot topic for a while, then coyotes, and snakes. What stuck were mountains.

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MOUNT BIERSTADT (14,060 feet), a Front Range peak with a gentle slope and moderate elevation gain, was Max’s first fourteener. He was eight. 

“All of a sudden, he was locked in,” Pat said. “It wasn’t about being one of the youngest to climb them all, he just enjoyed being up on a mountain, having the challenge and seeing the world from the top of a fourteener.”

What’s it like to stand on a summit at 14,000 feet? The air is crisp and thin. You can feel your breath catch and see how the thin air adds clarity to the world. The blues are bluer, the reds are redder. 

When there is no wind, there is calmness, silence, and serenity. The delicate yet durable purple alpine forget-me-nots keep you company, finding roots in the scree. When it’s windy, the sound can be deafening. Your senses come to life through the sweat and effort expended to get there.

This is why Max fell in love with the mountains. It’s why, whenever he’s home, he feels compelled to rise at 2:30 a.m. to find a peak to watch the sunrise.

There is a camaraderie in the mountains, whether with his family or sitting at a campfire with thru-hikers on the Continental Divide Trail. When Max and Pat met a five-year-old boy who was too scared to go up a mountain unless Max held his hand, Max did so, for hours. And was happy for it.

Saving the most technical mountains for the end, Max picked up advanced mountaineering and rock-climbing skills through Boulder’s exceptional climbing gyms and on weeklong summer excursions with top climbers.

Mia also fell in love with climbing, winning national indoor age-group championships. But, for Max, climbing never was about competition.

Max organized a trip to the red-rock canyons near Moab, Utah, planning so many activities for his high school friends – climbing Castleton and Fisher towers, exploring slot canyons, finding petroglyphs, sliding down sand dunes – that they only covered half of his itinerary.

In searching Google Earth and topographical maps, Max found other spots to explore, once guiding a friend’s minivan over dirt roads and arroyos around Robbers Roost, the southeastern Utah territory of Butch Cassidy and the Wild Bunch. They didn’t find evidence of the outlaws’ hideout, but discovered petrified wood and colorful jasper and agate rocks resembling pieces of stained glass.

More recently, Manson organized an outing he called, “Running the Gauntlet.” At low tide, Manson and friends swam between arches and climbed rock formations separating two beaches near Davenport on the Santa Cruz County coast.

Many of these outings Manson records on his YouTube channel, Adventures to the Max.

“At least I know if there’s a video about it, he’s still alive,” Amy said. “It’s probably better I don’t know what he’s going to do. I’ll just watch the video afterward.”

 

THE CONCERN DOESN’T disappear at home, not with combustible rocket fuel in the garage. It all started with the 1999 film October Sky, the true story about a coal miner's son so inspired by the Sputnik launch that he took up rocketry against his father's wishes and became a NASA scientist.

“One of my favorite movies,” Max said. “That inspired me to start making rockets. And then I started making my own rocket fuel. Then the rockets kept getting bigger.”

He attached rockets to toy cars, and even rode a rocket-powered sled.

“His rocket sled invention was a perfect example of how parenting Max made us walk a very fine line between being supportive of his enrichment and being taken away by Child Protective Services,” Amy said.

Pat told Max, “If you’re going to do this, you need to know the science exactly. You need to know all the safety precautions and everything that could go wrong.”

The deep dive into rocket fuel sparked an interest in science for Max, and he credits that for helping him get into Stanford. University of Colorado’s rocketry team invited 12-year-old Max to their meetings, which is where he learned about high-power rockets. He started building those too.

At some point, the bomb squad paid a visit to the Manson garage. But the neighbors, some of whom work in the aerospace industry, were understanding and even encouraging. Predictably, Max has been quite popular among the neighborhood kids, especially if there is a loud boom.

On a typical day, there may be a knock on the door, followed by, “Would you tell Max to put on a science show for us?”

Carrying plastic recycling containers that they flip upside down for seating, the kids surround him and wait to be entertained.

“I throw some stuff together,” Max said. “Usually, something like rocket fuel tests, colored fire, liquid nitrogen, dry ice, elephant toothpaste, methane bubbles, or igniting hydrogen balloons … Fun stuff like that.” He accompanies the show by explaining the science behind it.

Before the 2022 fall quarter, Max organized a rocketry camp in his garage for middle schoolers who wanted to learn how to build rockets and mix fuels. They wound up launching their own rockets and attending a larger launch by a local rocketry club.

Manson is certified in L-1 and L-2, levels that have to do with the rocket’s motor size. For maximum effect, he took the biggest motor he could obtain with an L-2 license and put it in the smallest rocket he could build. The result was a rocket capable of reaching 30,000 feet at Mach 2.7, more than twice the speed of sound. Unfortunately, launch day was windy and the rocket peaked at 21,000 feet.

For his L-3 license – the highest level -- “you launch motors bigger than 5,120 Newton seconds of impulse, that’s about 1,000 pounds of thrust,” he said. “Pretty big rockets.” 

How big? He’s building a 12-foot tall, 6-inch-diameter rocket fueled by nitrous oxide and kerosene. It will be launched in the Mojave Desert, with bunkers for protection.

 
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WHEN MANSON WAS deciding on Stanford, pole vault was a part of the equation. He never trained regularly at the pole vault until age 14, when he competed at the indoor Pole Vault Summit in Reno against the likes of his contemporary Mondo Duplantis, now the reigning World and Olympic champion and world-record holder. Max also met France’s Renaud Lavillenie, the best in the world at that time, and other top vaulters. The experience sparked a love affair with the event that has continued ever since, and that day remains one of Max’s greatest pole vault memories. 

As a senior at Monarch High School, Manson won the 2018 Colorado 5A championship by breaking a 32-year-old meet record held by his father. Max’s jump of 17-3 ½ (5.27 meters) edged Pat’s by a half-inch.

The proximity of the Sierra Nevada to Stanford helped in Manson’s college decision, but it was the overall package that made the difference. 

“The balance that could be nurtured at Stanford was perfect for him,” Amy said. “He loves the education. He loves what he’s learning. He loves all the people. He loves his teammates. He loves everything about Stanford. He absolutely made the right choice.”

Last summer, after reaching the NCAA Outdoor Championships for the first time, Manson cleared a lifetime best 18-0 1/2 (5.50 meters) at a small meet at Above the Bar, placing him No. 4 on Stanford’s all-time outdoor performers’ list and joining Pat as a rare father-son duo over 18.

There was no time to savor it. The next day, Max was on a plane to Alaska with Stanford geological scientist Erik Sperling and two others to explore a remote region near the Canadian border. Arriving by helicopter to a site near the Yukon and Tatonduk rivers, Sperling’s team examined a well-preserved section of rock that revealed much about how Earth system processes – weathering rates, nutrient cycles, and redox among them – responded to the rise and global spread of land plants.

Manson’s interest in geology complements, and was inspired by, his climbing. He grew fascinated with the rock he saw and felt with each reach.

“It’s almost like a scavenger hunt out in nature,” Manson said. “You’re out there and you’re looking for these specific things that give you clues. You’re piecing together all these puzzles and trying to figure out what happened on these huge time scales. It’s like this three-dimensional puzzle that spans time.”

One might think Stanford pole vault coach Arthur “Iggy” Ignaczak would lay down some rules to keep Manson in one piece. But that’s not true. 

“I know and I trust that he uses sound judgment,” Ignaczak said. “I don’t have strict rules for Max or anyone else, other than to use logical intelligence, understand the consequences or your decisions, be smart, and stay safe and do what brings you peace, joy and happiness.”

“Generally, there’s an agreement of, don’t get hurt, don’t show up to practice too tired, and don’t do stuff in the middle of the season,” Manson said. “Really, during the season, I don’t have time to climb anyway.”

But before the season … 

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MANSON FIRST CAME to Yosemite Valley at 17, en route to his first visit to Stanford. The rush from the Porch Swing at El Cap fueled his desire for a more formidable goal – the NIAD. Nose In A Day. An ultimate achievement for any climber.

Max reached out to Stanford physics student and rugby player Kara Herson to climb Half Dome’s Regular Northwest Face after the 2022 track season ended. Kara, daughter of Yosemite big-wall free climber Jim Herson, first ascended the RNWF when she was 12, and the Nose In A Day at 14.

Herson hadn’t climbed regularly and was a bit reluctant at first. Manson was in even worse climbing shape, having not climbed in months during the indoor and outdoor track seasons.  

“He’s got some big goals out there, and he’s willing to get after it and try things that push his limit,” Herson said. “He’s definitely willing to be out of his comfort zone, to go and spontaneously try to do something that’s most people’s lifetime dream.”

The adventure began at 5 a.m. with a hike up the Death Slabs, a 2-3 hour approach to Half Dome’s face that’s notorious for loose rock. A goat trail of sorts zigzags across the broken ledge systems to the base of the wall.

The RNWF is not an especially long route – 20 pitches. A pitch is a steep section that requires a rope between two belays, as part of a climbing system. The leader climbs up, trailing the rope and clipping it into protection that they place along the way. They climb until they find a ledge to stop on or run out of rope, then build an anchor and belay their partner up. The partner removes the protection that the leader placed as they climb, so nothing is left behind. This process is repeated over and over for each pitch.

During the drive to Yosemite Valley, Manson and Herson discussed strategy and tried to foresee every possibility.

“On a route this long, something always goes wrong,” Herson said. “Nothing ever goes 100 percent to plan. Being able to think about it on the fly … There’s a lot of problem-solving involved.”

She was right.

A 2015 rockfall caused part of the route to fall away. In its place, a bolt ladder was installed. When they reached the top of that ladder, the final bolt was missing. The solution apparently was to lasso a block of granite 20 feet away, but they could not get the rope to catch, despite an hour or so of trying. 

“So, we switched strategies,” Manson said. “I started leading up a different way, a 5.12 pitch on a route called Arcturas, which was harder than anything we expected to climb that day. From the anchor of that pitch, I was able to lower down and swing over to access the rope toss from a better position and we finally made it across.”

By this time, they had run out of water. Manson’s arms were tired and began cramping constantly. 

“I exerted a ton of energy climbing the hard pitch on Arcturas, and my endurance was already bad since I basically hadn't climbed for the past six months,” he said.

“You really can’t panic up there,” Herson said. “Because it’s not useful. We were really dehydrated and trying this hard section. That’s where you have to be really honest with who you’re climbing with … How you’re doing when stuff gets a little tough. You need to be like, ‘Hey, I need you to take this next pitch.’”

Herson took the lead, “dragging me up the next few pitches to Big Sandy ledge,” Manson said.  Unfortunately, a slow party had just started up the Zig Zags, a series of steep cracks that make up some of the harder climbing on the route. Max and Kara had no choice but to wait for a couple of hours on that ledge, parched and baking in the 95-degree heat. 

“Fortunately, after the rest, I got a new burst of energy, and my arms stopped cramping as often,” Manson said. 

They made their way up the last few pitches efficiently and were greeted with a spectacular sunset as they topped out, following the tourist cables over the summit to begin their descent. Given the choice between a faster return through the Death Slabs or a protracted route down the main eight-mile trail to the valley floor, Max and Kara realized they didn’t have the stamina or the proper vision for a night scramble over dangerous rocks. They chose the trail, tripping on a few tree roots along the way.  

Encountering a river and without a filter, they drank ravenously in the dark, and never got sick from the untreated water. They reached the car at 1 a.m., closing out a 20-hour day.

For an encore, Max called Kara again as they approached this academic year. This time, the request was the Nose. In a day.

“This has been a dream route ever since I saw the climbing movies when I was a little kid,” Manson said. “I had spent so much time looking up route topos, I pretty much memorized the route by then.”

To climb El Cap in a day, rather than the 2-3 days that most require, means the climbing has to be fast and efficient. It takes an extra level of expertise.

Manson and Herson chose a rope system called “short fixing,” which allows them to move upward simultaneously with an anchor in the middle, rather than one at a time while the other belays.

“You don’t want to fall in this system because it’s a big fall,” Herson said. “If you’re only placing your gear every 20 feet, for example, you’re pretty easily looking at a 50-foot fall with rope stretch and everything. You can fall, but you don’t want to if you’re climbing in that style.”

Because of the heat, September is not ideal for a NIAD attempt, which made an early start imperative. Having learned from their Half Dome climb, they loaded up with water and reached the base at 3:30 a.m. Moving well, they scaled the first third with handlamps. 

“Our goal was to get as high as possible before the sun hit the wall,” Manson said. “We were a little nervous and wondered if we'd be able to move fast enough, so we brought a second rope that would allow us to bail if we needed to. But as soon as we started, I knew we wouldn't need it.” 

El Cap is unique because of pendulum pitches to traverse across large portions of rock. The massive King Swing was a significant barrier. All the progress from 1,000 feet of climbing comes to an abrupt dead end. The only answer is to swing 100 feet to the left – by running along the sheer rock wall with 1,000 feet of emptiness below. As the pendulum swing reaches its zenith, the climber grabs the edge of a crack. The climb continues from there.

It took a couple of tries and maybe a warmup swing or two, but the King Swing was successful. Max and Kara reached the top in 13 hours.

They made it there before the sun hit the wall, and reached Camp 4, the halfway point, in only five hours. The climbing becomes steeper and harder the higher up the wall and Manson began to fatigue. Herson, though, “was absolutely crushing it,” Max said, cruising up challenging steep cracks with ease. 

The final pitch is a huge overhanging bulge of granite. Herson led to the summit and waited for Manson. 

“Pulling through that bulge was one of the most memorable experiences of my life,” Manson said. “There's 3,000 feet of air beneath you, and you can see the entire wall below. The exposure and scale is so vast that your brain has trouble processing it. It almost doesn't look real.”

Manson paused for a few minutes to take in the view, before pulling over the lip to be greeted by a cheering Herson on the summit.

“One of my favorite climbing experiences ever,” he said.  

Ignaczak didn’t know about the climb until days later.

“Deep down, I know those opportunities don’t come about too often,” Ignaczak said. “I can’t say I was particularly mad about it, but I probably gave him a look afterward.”

Manson acknowledges the danger, especially on big climbs or speed climbs. He said he doesn’t often get scared.

“You can choose safe routes, you can place more protection, and you can always bail if you aren’t feeling it,” Manson said. “As long as you’re making smart decisions along the way, you can mitigate the risk pretty well. But there are some days, like NIAD, where I make calculated decisions to take on higher risk.

“When engaging with the higher risk climbing, it's crucial to stay extremely focused and calm. I access this sort of flow-state, where everything feels very dialed in. 

“The skill of being able to instantly switch into this state of mind has been a valuable tool in my pole vaulting and other parts of life. For example, If I'm at a pole vault meet and I'm about to take my third attempt at an important height, I don't really get nervous, and I lend that to mindfulness skills I learned from climbing.”

Amy, who is afraid of heights, sees what drives Max and what makes him happy.  

“He can’t just look at nature, he wants to experience nature,” she said. “Whether it’s the crashing waves or the mountain, or the wind on top of the summit, or sunrise, or the rock on his fingertips … he needs his senses to experience nature, as loudly as they can. I don’t know how to even explain that.”

His parents can see Max as a teacher or college professor. He has so much passion for the things he enjoys and is excited to share them with others.

On Friday afternoon, April 14, Manson placed fourth in his division, jumping 17-4 ½ (5.30m) at the Mt. SAC Relays in Walnut, California. Afterward, Max convinced his parents to drive him 180 miles to Vandenberg Space Force Base in Lompoc for the launch of SpaceX Transporter-7.

At 11:48, just hours after his competition, Manson stood mesmerized as the Falcon 9 rocket lifted off into the night sky, leaving a lighted trail of liquid oxygen and kerosene in its wake.

Manson no longer is the eight-year-old soaking in the views on the summit of his first 14,000-foot peak, but as he stared into the stars as the rocket disappeared into the darkness, the sense of fascination felt very familiar. 

There are mountains to climb, rockets to launch, rocks to examine, and bars to clear. But the wonder never goes away.