My Second Trad Climb

Shortly after my first trad climb in early summer of 2001, I tried a second time. My first lead had been a 5.6, and so I decided to move up to a 5.7 roof climb. This was not a well-thought out plan, but thankfully it worked out. The route name I have since forgotten, but I remember it to be rather strenuous and frightening to pull the traverse move to the right and onto the easier face above. The fear and difficulty of the climb solidified traditional climbing as my new true love.

The reason I scanned in the whole picture, and did not crop the bottom portion, is that you can see the difficult start where the route begins on the right, disappears into a chimney, and reappears below a large blocky roof.