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| Relaxed morning at Tapir |
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| Having a blast! |
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| Steep! |
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| Morning at Anchorage |
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| Looking up at the Prow |
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| Christina and Graham had time for a photo but I had places to be. |
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| Washington Column from North Dome Gully. |
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| Todd leading away from the 10th anchor as the sun sets on Half Dome. |
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| Todd holding my feet as I crossed one of many slick slabs between the Column and North Dome Gully. |
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| Todd and I before descending. North Dome in the background. |
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| A year to the day before their wedding, Kat and Todd atop Washington Column before we descended. |
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| Punch drunk, battered. My old friends at Organic Climbing, Josh and Liz, bought my plane ticket for Yosemite because they were stoked I was climbing again after my crash. I can't boulder, but they don't care. They just love climbing! |
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| The 9th belay. Trees on big walls are a wonderful reminder that life always finds a way. |
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| Me finishing the jug on the 10th pitch. |
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| Mitigating the haul and passing cluster on the 9th. |
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| Jugging the 9th with our ever-present muse, Half Dome. |
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| Todd cleaning the 8th pitch as I haul. |
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| I redirected the haul through a seemingly random bolt placed far left of the two pin anchor in the crack. The redirect was meant to keep Todd clear while he cleaned. The 8th anchor was the only non-bolted anchor that I recall. |
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| A photo Todd took while hauling on Wednesday night. The 8th pitch goes up at the left edge of the photo, passing the prow feature now so close by! |
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| Tapir Terrace at the end of Wednesday. I'm showing off my Sherrill Tree rope gear that was never intended for big walls but did the job great! |
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| Me on lead. Taken by Todd after I reached the bolt ladder after my fall. |
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