Stefan Feller

Whenever I do a mountain or a mole hill I think to myself, "When was John Roper up this one, and who was he with?"  The mountain could be Mt. Buckner, or it could be point 1120+ on some farm in the Palouse.  The only thing that stops John from attaining any summit is a private landowner with a gun--a "No Trespassing" sign is still game.

Everytime I enter the North Cascades I look around and see the time this man has spent in this area.  The time spent is probably more than the hours I have spent in school and work combined--for which I am jealous of.  He has an incredible wealth of historical knowledge and a keen interest in native American nomenclature which I find interesting and admirable.  When the ashes of John Roper are spread among the peaks of the North Cascades the thoughts of future climbing children, grandchildren, and generations will come to the same conclusion I have -- "When was John Roper up this one, and who was he with?"

I am priveleged to know John Roper today.

Stefan Feller