I meant to post this ages ago. Erik was at the sushifest in St. George, and a great help before and during the FaceLift. At the FaceLift, he met Royal Robbins for the first time since the first photo was taken. Sadly, none of us thought to take a photo.
I do like that first photo - it's a lovely little poem. It's printed in Glen Denny's picture book, Yosemite in the 1960s. When I was in the Valley for the FaceLift, I went to the Ansel Adams gallery and had a look at the book. When I saw Erik's photo, it was fun to think that we were camping together in Camp 4.
HolyShiz. . . Dirty Little Hippie Kid grew up and got stuck at a SushiFest listening to TheRealBlinny?
Poor MisterE had to, undoubtedly, endure some pretty heavy shee. . . zhuzh-zhuzh-zhuzh-zhuzh-zhuzh-zhuzh-zhuzh. . . (that's my sound for what TheRealBlinny sounds like when he starts yammmerin'). . . ten to one it was about the Silent Partner.