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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Original Post - Nov 10, 2007 - 09:40pm PT
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What exactly do I mean by "Blown Out"?
As we all know, the devil is in the details, so I'll spare you those.
As with most of us I do what I can.
"Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back"
 Bruce Springsteen
I just hope my buddy The Fish doesn't come back as a urinal like Werner said he would, yo.
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 10, 2007 - 09:41pm PT
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So late spring of this year it was time for Tarbaby to get up high and get a grip!
A little ramble from Long Lake, up onto a beautiful grassy shoulder, over a long 4th class rock ridge to Pawnee Peak, then continuing over Shoshoni, passing through the towers of Chessman Ridge, onto Apache, Navajo, then back down Niwot Ridge to Long Lake.
(following the thin red line)
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 10, 2007 - 09:42pm PT
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Wipe the sleep from your eyes and embrace the light. You have slept now for a thousand years beneath starless nights:
The masks were raised when the God came down from off of the mountain:
And now it's time for you to take off thy mask and cross the Rubicon:
Just like Ulysses, on an open sea. On an odyssey of self discovery:
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 10, 2007 - 09:43pm PT
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Across the sea lies the fountain of renewal,
Where you will see the whole cause of your loneliness can be measured in dreams:
And I wish and I pray that there may come a day for a savior's arms:
We scaled the face of reason to find at least one sign, that would reveal the true dimensions of life, lest we forget:
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 10, 2007 - 09:44pm PT
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And maybe it's easier to withdraw from life, with all of its misery and wretched lies,
Away from harm:
We lay by cool still waters and gazed into the Sun and like the moth’s great imperfection,
Succumbed to its fatal charm:
In our vain pursuit of life for one's own end will this crooked path ever cease to end?
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 10, 2007 - 09:49pm PT
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Lyrics by Dead Can Dance
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WBraun
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Nov 10, 2007 - 11:19pm PT
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My knees hurt after doing that hike/climb in my mind.
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paganmonkeyboy
Trad climber
the blighted lands of hatu
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Nov 11, 2007 - 12:55am PT
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sweeeeet tarbuster...i miss CO a bit more every time you post this stuff...
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 12:56am PT
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Hey Werner,
Don't mess wit me bro.
This is serious stuff I'm layin' out here.
(your knees are fine, trust me)
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:01am PT
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Paganmonk:
Maybe Werner could lean on you a bit, cuz we still got miles to go...
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paganmonkeyboy
Trad climber
the blighted lands of hatu
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Nov 11, 2007 - 01:06am PT
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i'll carry him if i have to - this looks like a journey well worth the effort, with sites the eyes need to drink of, and deeply...those peaks are a feast for the soul...
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:24am PT
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I thought I'd found a reason to live, just like before, when I was a child:
Only to find that dreams made of sand would just fall apart and slip through my hands:
But the spirit of life keeps us strong and the spirit of life is the will to carry on:
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:26am PT
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Adversity, what have I done to you, to cause this reclusive silence, that has come between me and you?
And the spirit of life remains in light, And the spirit of life remains inside:
I never thought that it would be quite like this, living outside of mutual bliss:
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:27am PT
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But as long as the veins in our arms still stand up, the spirit of life will keep living on:
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:33am PT
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Somehow, when I come to these places alone, I begin to sense a deep abiding reverence for those who have gone. And on this particular day, in this lush and beautiful spot pictured above, I began to cry.
Imagine that, tough guy in a cowboy hat, by himself, swiftly moving along a high ridge at 12,000 feet, crying. Just a little bit. I get to these places and I think of Chuck (both of them), Jerome, Yabo, Randi, Billy, Walt, Dano, Allan, Sean, Danny, Bruce…
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survival
Big Wall climber
arlington, va
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Nov 11, 2007 - 01:40am PT
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Tarman,
That is downright beautiful with the right words to boot. I will be looking you up when I come out there someday.
"Where,...where are we going?
Where,....where are we now?
When,....will it be over?
And will we,....will we make it somehow?
Joe Walsh
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:42am PT
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We will!
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survival
Big Wall climber
arlington, va
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Nov 11, 2007 - 01:47am PT
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Strange,.....I was thinking of Bob Williams before I got to the bottom of your thing here. I climbed the P.O. with him and he is in that group also. Now Jim Anglin is with them too. You had some good thoughts there brother.
B
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 01:49am PT
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They don't really go until we do, because they are inside us.
Good night Bruce; sleep well everyone.
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Tarbuster
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Topic Author's Reply - Nov 11, 2007 - 09:33am PT
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Time for a bit more...
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