Based in the Mormon/outdoor-enthusiast stronghold of Salt Lake City, Utah, our Senior Contributing Photographer Andrew Burr (andrewburr.com) is always on the move. One week, he’s at home with his wife Laurel and their daughter Kaia, the next, he’s dangling from a desert spire, or, as he did for his photo feature “Fry Days” (p. 38), trekking for hours through Utah’s desolate desert canyons in search of unclimbed rock. The boulders he and a small crew of SLC punks found in Fry Canyon home to nothing but scrappy vegetation, rock, sand, and ancient Anasazi ruins were big and gnarly, full of choss and possibility. Meanwhile, the flats where the crew camped featured that “standard Colorado plateau nothingness,” as Burr describes it. Burr’s love of glass runs deep while the sun shone in Fry Canyon, he peered through his lens; at night he “star gazed through a whiskey bottle.” His photos have appeared in Climbing, Powder, Backcountry, Transworld Snowboarding, and Men’s Journal, among other pubs.