Pitch 22:

The upper corners on the Muir are clean and long. Pitch 24:

Steve jugging pitch 26:

Still in the upper corners. Way up there in these, Steve got on lead up the last corner. Very thin aid leading to our 6th (and last) bivy. As Steve took over the lead I was silent. He got up about 10 feet where it got really thin. He tried stoppers, cams, and thin pins. He couldn't get anything to come close to sticking. Finally he asked for suggestions. "Look on the back part of the right side of the gear sling." Pause. "Copperheads!?" Steve had never placed heads. But here, 10 feet up, nearing the top, totally in the groove, he learned well and quickly. Here he is leading the 27th pitch:

Me leading the last long (!!) corner pitch, number 28, as the sun gets around the corner:

The last morning involved sideways-and-up pitches to the summit. Complex. But we were motivated. Starting the morning with A3, pitch 31:

Pitch 31 starts with a tension traverse:

Me following the same pitch:

For the only time in nine El Cap summits, friends met us on top with food and drinks: The summit:

The Muir was great. I suspected then (and still do suspect) that it would be my last El Cap route. Nine times up, lots and lots of A3, more than a dozen A4 leads; that energy, the drive to climb this thing was waning. And the "take-away?" The strongest memory of the Muir for me is of Steve. We'd only done Skull Queen before this and so he had a ton to learn on the Muir. And he did. And, as with all the big things he and I have done together (from El Cap to guidebooks), it took an excellent friendship and made it even stronger. He's an amazing person.