This is one of my favorite camping photos of all time. It is of one of the best meals I have ever had while camping. It consisted of crappy soup and even crappier rice but after 8 hrs of climbing devils tower in the hot sun (the last 2 of which without any water) it was the best meal of my life! :) I really like all the colors in the photo and what it represents to me. I hope to live the rest of my life where a dinner like this made over a camp stove is common place for my future family.

The day after this was taken we headed back up Devils Tower. The route we wanted was taken so while we waited I decided to do the route next to. It was a 5.9 "hand" crack in a corner (dihedral). Well...this quick climb I was gonna "run" up, turned out to be 150 feet high with sustained hard climbing. Turns out that a hand crack out west means every tenth move is a hand crack and the rest are off width fingers and liebacks! I was so exhausted when I got down that I didn't realize I had forgot to change my watch back to account for the time change and convinced Chris that we had better start heading down so we could get to the next climbing area before dark.......he was very cool about it but I felt bad for screwing him out of a day of climbing.

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