It was the summer of 1996 when Erik Ericksson asked me if I would do Yosemite’s Astroman with him. We had been doing some climbing together, but nothing bigger than local climbs at Joshua Tree, Tahquitz and Suicide, and sport climbs around Bishop. Eric was and is a hero of mine. He has over 50 El Cap routes, an 8000 meter peak alpine style, numerous Canadian ice scarefests, and regularly climbs 5.12/5.13 rock routes, so when he “popped the question” I was surprised and excited.
We spun up to The Valley, did Wheat Thin, Butterfingers and Butterballs to get tuned, and the next day got an early start on Astroman. We swung leads and climbed fast. I will never forget leading the last pitch, a poorly protected 5.10 face uncharacteristic of the rest of the route’s steep cracks. I could smell the pine forest on top, and when I got up and set up to belay Erik I was in a state of bliss. The last thing I was thinking about was the fall I took 7 pitches below or the fall Erik took on one of his leads.
On top, we quietly packed our gear and walked across the top of Washington Column toward the descent gully. Then Erik said “So, can you come back next week to try it again?”
I knew instantly what he meant, but I was slow to answer. Erik fired a second round: “Well, you’re not satisfied are you??!!”
Two weeks later we did the route. The tension and commitment was intense. At the time it was very exciting. Today it is one of the best memories I have from climbing. I learned a real lesson from Erik on that climb. The higher you set the bar the greater the reward.
I’m not posting this to spray. Astroman is far from the cutting edge in today’s climbing scene, hardly something to brag about. For me at the time, the event and the lesson were huge.