Photos by tradclimbinfool

This is a panorama I stitched together from 10 photos taken at the end of Pitch 5 on the Northeast Ridge of Bugaboo Spire. You can easily make out (from right to left) Eastpost Spire, Crescent Towers, Crescent Spire, Brenta Spire, and the Vowell Group. Pretty hard to beat a view like this!

Memorial Day weekend, 2005. Will looks back to see if he's on belay before heading up the first pitch of everlasting. Really fun pitch! By the way, that's my wife, Angelaa heading up New Wave on the left.

After a beautiful night out under the stars, I couldn't resist getting up a little before the sun to capture Nautilus bathing the it's first warm rays.

Superflea trying to decide whether to stick to the corner or head out onto the face.

As angelaa and I were headed up towards Eastpost Spire, we turned around and took this shot of the campground. What a cool place! Everyone there was just really, really nice to be around.

Starting the first rappel off of the CMC Face on Mt Moran with West Horn and Falling Ice Glacier below

Leaving Moab after a week (and a successful climb of Castleton Tower) I thought it might cooperate for a nice early morning shot. The sky was incredible, but the clouds weren't moving very fast and they just wouldn't leave the tower. After waiting it out about 30 minutes, this is about the best shot I got.

Shot this photo on a wednesday after a day hiking in canyonlands. There were only three people climbing on the whole buttress! I thought for sure it would be more crowded.

We climbed this route in Sept. 2003. Instead of following the original "Head Crack" we finished the climb in the more popular 5.7 crack to the right. I took this photo just after pulling the crux bulge on this pitch. As you can see we had great views of clouds when we got to the top.

Friday the 13th starts with a polished finger crack and very small features for the feet. After that it opens up to a sweet hand crack. Photo of Tyson Arp by Angela Arp.

Angela Arp relieved to be emerging from the depths of Weissner Chimney. This was one of our first 'real' trad climbs. When I say 'real' I mean 'runout and scary for its grade'.