Cool. Looks like good powder too, did you walk far in it? I never made it to The Black for climbing, but would like to visit (to look) next time I'm down that way.
I never climbed there either, but I have a climbing story you might like:
My maternal Grandfather was the postmaster in Crawford, (11 miles from the N. rim), the closest town to the canyon.
My Grandparents heard some climbers were attempting to climb a wall on the North side of the canyon, and a couple days later that they were near the top. My Grandpa suggested they go out to watch them. They were close enough to hear the conversation as Layton Kor and his partner, who my Grandfather said was a guy named McCarty or something similar, topped out. From what he overheard they had been without food for a day or two. He turned to my Grandma and said, "why don't we feed these guys." My Grandmother agreed. As Kor was packing up his gear, he went over and said, "how would you like to come to my house for the best dinner you ever had? To which Kor responded, "We don't want your grub." My Grandpa said, "Well I wouldn't offer it, if I didn't want you to eat it." Kor hesitated, and thought about it for moment, then gave in. My Grandpa said he's never seen two men eat so much food in his life.
