Photos by climbsomething

camhead cruising Left Trinity (5.10-). A little lower than in the other shot I posted. 24Sept06.

camhead cruising one of the area classics, Left Trinity (5.10-), at the Overlook. Photo by Hillary Davis, 24Sept06.

Excuse my pun. That's Lisa about to gracefully exit the steep handcrack of On the Edge (5.11-). Notice the complete lack of gear for the first 50 feet or so. Screwing up there is NOT recommended. 08Sept06

Kole, Tangent (5.10), Paradise Forks. 08Sept06. A bluebird 70 degree day but there I was in my down coat, and there he was, sweating in a tee-shirt and shorts... I'm soft.

Hangin' out on Mt. Lemmon, looking glam with my fruit punch Gatorade lipstick...

Jay going for the second ascent on a 5.12something. There's a rap-bolted crack in the background that you can't see... too bad, huh?

Jeff on "Clip Clip Here, Clip Clip There," a nice journey up Mt. Lemmon gneiss. I don't know if he wears sunglasses at night, but he does wear them even on overcast days. Lookin' sharp 8-) Photo by Hillary Davis.

Red shirt? Check. Wide-angle lens? Check (well, more or less). Hand shooting for glory? Check. Super-serious-radness to inspire all you chuffers? Oh, in spades.

Ham sammich replaced by Cookie Monster boxer shorts, tube socks, and dollar-store beanie. Personality supplied by Kole.

The chipmunk of Mt. Charleston and Hillary: cute, tiny, liable to steal your food, and they scamper on limestone! (the chipper is a much better and bolder climber than I am though, alas)

Arizonans seem to like Charleston. Here's Clayton getting the onsight of Los Banditos, 11c. Photo by Hillary Davis.

Mt. Lemmon face climbing is best done in tube sox. Go Dale!

I don't often wear shorts because I am knock-kneed. But sometimes, when it's really hot, I wear capris. This is what my very sheltered legs look like... good to have in case my headlamp batteries die unexpectedly.

Red Rock Canyon (Colo.) may be SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB but the area is pretty scenic. See the climber? Left-third of the shot.

(I don't know what route this is, or even if I got the right wall, but the RDB isn't likely to change significantly since the guidebook authors have issued a plea to keep that off the net.)

This is one of my kitties, Sam. She is a holy terror but I kinda like her anyway. She likes to climb couch aretes, chair slabs, and mattress roofs. I don't know how she lost her eye... I found her that way.

My dog enjoying a weekday romp out to the golden gneiss of Milagrosa Canyon.

Madison isn't really a crag dog. He's a soft, senior citizen city dog. But I think he's zozo's best friend anyway. Here he works the crowd at "zozopalooza 06."

I don't know why I boulder. I'm not any good at it. But on the plus side, Alex takes a nice photo of me trying.

The rock in Castlewood Canyon kinda weirds me out, but where it's not total choss, it climbs well. Anyway, here's a little problem in the Fountainbleau area. Photo by Alex.

The rock in Castlewood Canyon kinda weirds me out, but where it's not total choss, it climbs well. Anyway, here's a little problem in the Fountainbleau area. Photo by Alex.

Bob D on his circuit. This is a little flatiron near King Conquer.

Casey de Reno. Cute dog, whimpers when her dad gets more than five feet up. Gives high-fives for treats. Dogs Rule (tm).

Penny-edging: when you're not hardcore enough for dime-edging. This penny and several other coins (including a nickel, dime, and Canadian and U.S. pennies) were bashed in a seam at the Colonel Birdseye crag near Windy Point/Goosehead. Looked like they'd been there a while...

Approaching strangers and asking them if I can take their picture is my new thing. Here a guy named Riley works the V5 on the upper boulders at Gates Pass.

Alex gets sandbagged, but puts in a lot of heart, on 100 Proof Roof.

This isn't actually New Chatauqua... it's an apparently long-forgotten route around the corner. Relics on this thing.

Curt suits up, looking like BVB from the knee down.

Dan begins the upside down crawl, like the many (many, many) who have come before him...

Dan catches the lower jug on Wonderhole, an enjoyable one-move, um, wonder.

I had to check out the A-Cup Team. I was kinda disappointed with the campus start to slab, but I still groped. Besides that, the huecos looked more like B-cups... pic by Dan.

Curt ditches the squatting pinchaloaf face for the dihedral-to-face variation on Beach Time, a silly little dyno problem at the New Meadow.

Anna on "The Left One" (5.7+). Yeah, a butt shot!

Alex high on Hot Cherry Sundays, a short 10a. Submitted to contribute more to the Welcome Wall photo section...

Horton is the most beautiful pit I have ever seen. He's a steely "blue" color with white mittens and the most badass gaze.

I have an uneasy tolerance for the wasps at the Homestead. But they're a small price to pay for the killer climbing experience.

Afternoon light on Swiss Arete, 5.12. Photo by Hillary Davis.

Out of the funky dihedral and onto the better-protected face. I think Anna likes our rock. Photo by Hillary Davis.

Finding the sequence on Javalina. Nice route. Photo by Hillary Davis.

Finding the sequence at the crux of Javalina, which was already kinda stout before somebody broke a hold. Photo by Hillary Davis.

Superhero chalking pose on Community Service, a stellar warm-up. I think this wall is sublimely beautiful.

Anna bridging the chimney on Lazy S, 5.10. Next up is a couple of traverses. Novel looking route. Photo by Hillary Davis.

Anna exiting the dihedral on "The Right One" on a mild New Year's Day. Photo by Hillary Davis.

I chased the sun to this boulder. Photo by Alex.

Two little boulderers, lookin pretty cute. Photo by Alex.

I think I guessed right. You tell me. I just know it looked cool. Here, an unknown climber seconds what I figured to be Malice in Bucketland. I was pretty stoked to see he was wearing a red shirt!

This route fascinated us. What is it, and who climbed it?!

Most of the End Loop boulders looked deserted except for this terrifying-looking solo thing that just screams "Jason Kehl scarefest." Starts by jumping off a 5-foot tall boulder (blown out thing on left) and latching two marginal roof holds, then climbing out the roof, traversing the lip on grim looking things, and airing it out in better but damn high holds over a body-busting featured slab. Maybe 40 feet? And looks hard. Here, Alex just plays on the starting leap.

I think this one is called Flesh Tuxedo. Silly little thing overall, but the cranking over the lip is pretty fun.

This is my aggro bunny-nose look. Photo by Alex.

The 40-foot high point of Mushroom Boulder (asterisk) is dwarfed by the intimidating, dominating, beautiful Indecent Exposure Buttress.

Sweet monkey face in the huecos at the End Loop boulders.