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Accursed Mountain of
Destiny Accursed Mountain of Destiny  by kamil

After the moonset everything takes weird colours and shapes. Lichens on the rock look like some black monstrous creepy-crawlies. I still get this wacky impression that there is someone third with us. It must be just a figment of my half-asleep imagination. Jumping and moving my arms I try to warm up. I can’t discern the rock face from the valley below us. There is no more light visible at Gusinje and Plav, maybe just some pale afterglow. In Grbaja I can see two bright lights next to each other. Our Eko-katun perhaps? The Plough has travelled a long way across the sky, only the Pole Star remains in her place, as if she wanted to give us back some sense of reality.

A long day
on Babia Góra - Hillwalking through the eyes of a professional buttsniffer... A long day on Babia Góra - Hillwalking through the eyes of a professional buttsniffer...  by Danteke Zjadaczkakotow

It all began on a time that I was still laying comfortably on Ania's bed, when all of the sudden my nice dreams of chasing and killing big, fat cats were suddenly ended by Ania waking up and starting to get dressed when the sun wasn't even up yet... Like seriously - One of the reasons I sleep with the girl is because she doesn't kick me out of bed on weird hours - like 8am - as that male human does...

Moonlight Buttress in a
Sandstone Fortress Moonlight Buttress in a Sandstone Fortress  by runawayreignbow

"Now this here is a serious violation of the climbing code." Ryan stated in a very stern, stoic manner.

I furrow my brows in expected dismay toward myself while looking up at my climbing partner analyzing my gear placements in a tight, dihedral formation that hangs 30 feet up and right. We're at the Straight Shooter wall in Red Rock Canyon, Las Vegas.

"What....what did I do." I say in a question disguised more as a statement.

Autumn Day on Snowdon Autumn Day on Snowdon  by Big Benn

My last visit to Snowdonia in Wales was in early March this year. That was at the end of my main walking season in those small but wonderful mountains. I just love winter walking in the mountains and 2009/10 had been superb. Indeed I owe Summit Post a detailed TR with photos from that winter. It's coming soon!

I had kept walking during the months since March, some on hills, but mainly local daily walks on small slopes local to my home in Kent, SE England.

But by October I had a yearning to get back to Snowdonia. To see if my summer "training" had kept me sort of fit for the coming winter. And to just enjoy the Welsh mountains in what I hoped would be decent Autumn weather.

Deja Vu on Whitehorse Ledge Deja Vu on Whitehorse Ledge  by nartreb

"Falling!" Brian yelled.

I went into the belayer's brake position without conscious thought. This made no difference: even as Brian accelerated down the featureless slab, riding the wet streak he'd tried to step over, he was still far above his last (and only) piece of protection. There was a LOT of slack in the system. I'd have to take in as much as I could. For a split moment I stared at my belay device, unable to remember which end of the rope to pull in what direction with which hand.

"Take! Take! Take!" Brian screamed.

"I'm taking! I'm taking!" I replied, and it was true: I had already pulled in three or four arm-lengths by the time he yelled "take".

Finishing My List Finishing My List  by Brian Jenkins

Seems like everyone has their tick list and I have never really understood that whole thing. I always just wanted to climb things I thought were neat or scenic or cool-looking. That’s why I do just as much hiking as rock climbing as alpine mountaineering as scrambling as whatever. Being out in a beautiful place enjoying nature and the outdoors is way more important to me than any prominence, county high point, state high point, geocache list-checking could ever be. The only “list” I was ever interested in were the Cascade volcanoes mentioned in the “Climbing the Cascade Volcanoes” book by Jeff Smoot. I’ve since come to the belief that there should be a few additions to his list (Diamond Peak and Garibaldi-although I hear earlier editions of his book had Garibaldi in there) but as far as the book went, I really wanted to summit every peak in there.

I started climbing these in 2001 and finally completed the “list” when I dealt with the mileage of Glacier Peak this summer. Back when I moved to Oregon in 2000, my only ambitions were to really get into rock climbing and whitewater kayaking. The kayaking never happened (well, I bought a sea kayak and have enjoyed that) but I was lucky enough to be introduced to through work and we soon started going to Portland Rock Gym. Then they took me to Smith Rock, Flagstone, Beacon Rock (and eventually to places like Yosemite, City of Rocks, etc.) to get on real rock.

Payette, Peak 10336 and
Hidden Ridge Payette, Peak 10336 and Hidden Ridge  by SawtoothSean

Another great dry and warm October Fall week had me driving to the upper Hell Roaring Trailhead for some backcountry fun. I was doing 2 or 3 climbs for the last couple of weeks after some down time in September (fractured foot). After driving the 5 miles of awful road in about 25 minutes in my Jeep, I reached the trailhead and was the only vehicle there. The new trail starts south of the creek and is slightly longer, but it avoids a tough or cold creek crossing. Soon enough I was at scenic Hell Roaring Lake and navigating the south side. The trail above here has been redone and utilizes a wandering plethora of switchbacks to ease the grade. The problem is the grade is too gradual and long- perhaps they redisgned the trail with horse users in mind or such. After 6 miles I was at Imogene Lake.

Inner Sanctum Inner Sanctum  by shanahan96

Ah….fall is here! That can only mean one thing, it’s time to head west into my favorite playground, Utah. This trip’s been my tentative agenda since early August when Aaron Johnson announced a Fall SP Gathering in Arches over the weekend of October 16-17. Sounds like a good enough excuse to pay a visit. Who’s in, and what are we going to climb?

Last November, Mike and I meandered over to the base of Off-Balance Rock. He graciously humored me while I got a through butt-kicking squirming up ~20 feet and sheepishly retreating. This time, with another year of training in the books, things are going to be different. Aaron knows nothing about this tower, but is willing to plow ahead regardless. Steve, Jim and Mike are all interested in seeing what’s going on up there. All of a sudden we have a solid group of five to work out any dilemmas. Let the festivities begin!

Ripsaw Ridge Ripsaw Ridge  by Pete Castricone

To every hour, its mystery.

At dawn, the riddles of life and light. At noon, the conundrums of solidity. At three, in the hum and heat of the day, a phantom moon, already high. At dusk, memory. And at midnight? Oh, then the enigma of time itself; of a day that will never come again passing into history while we sleep. ~ Clive Barker, the opening lines of Sacrament.

There had been words left unspoken, as there always are, in the moment when I dangled from the north face of Peak E, 300 feet above the jagged rocks below. A few feet higher on the steep face, Kim Luba had hugged a boulder and dropped a rope around my wrist. My white fingers had steeled into a black crack at the base of a small ledge that sliced into the vertical granite. The ledge was the depth of my forearms and two feet wide, ending and dropping steeply at my elbows; but it was to my right and at the level of my shoulders. Worst of all, the sheer cliff face was stripped by years of erosion of any suitable holds and dropped into utter emptiness at my feet. I only had to pull myself onto the ledge.

mountain : Babin Kamen and Supla Stena Korab mountain : Babin Kamen and Supla Stena  by punkrunner

The massif of Korab mountain is wonderful, but unfortunately for us mountaineers, it is still insufficiently explored part of the Macedonian mountains. With its cliffs, sharp peaks, deep valleys, many rivers and lakes, it is an island of untouched beauty. The story begins more or less on standard way. The idea for the tour revolves around the head a certain period, a plan, the path traced, looking for the proper team mates. This time with us (Marin and Trajce) came Gerasimov Peter (Pero), all three members of mount.club 'Makpetrol', and Andreja Jakimovski member of the mount.club 'Makedon'. Early morning on Sunday - October, 10 2010 start from Skopje with vehicle of Mr. Pero. We reached Zirovnica village something around 6 am. Andrea, who has previously been in this area, told us that it is better to park in the upper part of the village. We found a parking spot near the top mosque. The village is clean, with many new houses and narrow streets. People are polite, ready to chat.

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