The East Ridge Ramp — Page 3
The last fiery rays of the setting sun illuminate the top of a granite spire near Matterhorn Peak.
A Night at High Camp
As the sun begins its journey beyond the horizon, shadows lengthen, and the wind picks up. I wander about camp, taking pictures and sipping tea.
Such quiet moments are priceless to me: when there is nothing to do but wander about, find a fine rock to sit upon, and bask in Nature's serene majesty.
There is also the anticipation of tomorrow, and the skiing that lies ahead.
Time passes slowly.

Dusk and Contrail
I set a pot of water on the stove, ready for another cup of tea.
A jet streaks overhead.
The wind grows stronger. It's going to be a breezy night.
One by one, the surrounding peaks go dark, until the sun's color remains on only one small spire.
As I watch, sipping hot tea, the peak's color intensifies, glowing orange, then red, and then it's gone, and the day settles into night.
Birch Mountain: Southeast Face
Lone Pine Peak: East Couloir
Telluride: Palmyra Peak
Cucamonga Peak: Southwest Face
North Peak: North Couloir
Bloody Mountain: Bloody Couloir
MT. SHASTA: AVALANCHE GULCH
MT. WILLIAMSON: BAIRS CREEK CIRQUE
MT. LANGLEY: NORTHEAST COULOIR



