Ice Climbing offers up a duality that is the stuff of endless conversations. The sheer verticalness of climbs at Lake Willoughby in VT is a case in point. Moments of doubt, terror and the celebration of adrenaline fueled fortitude sometimes felt within seconds of each other make for a heady mix of emotions. Most climbing areas in New England turn cold after morning sun turns to the south and west. The Lake is quite the opposite. You can climb there until the sun goes down in the magic light of a low winter sun and come away with photographs and memories that can't be found anywhere else in the Northeast.
An excerpt from Guy and Laura Watermans book: Yankee Rock & Ice has a brief history of climbing at Lake Willoughby. It can be found online at: read it
I've been lucky enough to climb with more than a few friends who brought out my A game — no more so than at the Lake. This collection then is a tribute to Rainsford Rouner, Mark Whiton, Dale Navish, Bob Garmeirian, Gary Kuehn, Joe Terravechia, and in no small part Earl Alderson.