With EDO, I went out scrambling in Center Creek at dusk. A snow storm was moving in. We worked our way around a couple of rock faces and up a scree slope into a notch. After climbing through a snow filled basin we reached a sub-ridge overlooking the canyon. I was completely surprised. I told Ellen, "I've climbed every wash and ridge in this canyon at least twice, but I don't think I've ever been here."
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