Best Climbing Experience

The first desert tower I climbed in Moab what a day! It started when we got to the crux pitch off-width, it was my lead and we only had 1 size 4 Camelot on our rack (not a clever move). I didn't want to bail unless I had to so I set off up the climb shuffling the cam as I went. After 20ft the off-width crack started to widen to the point where my size 4 wouldn't fit anymore so without any other options I left the last piece of protection I had and continued the rest of the 110ft pitch. I can still feel my sweaty palms as I was desperately trying the lay back and chicken wing my way up the crack with sections of polished white calcite attached to the inside of the red sandstone crack and looking at a ridiculous wipper. After a lot of groaning, I finally made it to the top of the pitch with a sigh of relief and some Elvis Presley legs, and thankfully it was over or so I thought. The last squeeze chimney pitch was my partners lead to the top but after seconding the crux pitch he got so psyched out he bailed and asked me to lower him off. Anxiety started to kick in and I was seriously considering to bail the climb. After a few minutes of silence, I pulled all my mustard together and lead the final pitch. Getting to the top of that climb, I have never felt anything like it. Fear, anxiety the unknown, it all faded away and an overwhelming sense of joy filled me as i stood on the top. As I looked to the other side of the tower I saw what looked like an old army tin. I went over and opened it and inside was a book. As I started to read through the book I could see names of all the iconic climbers of our the area. After bringing my belay partners up I left it signed, in the footsteps of legends.