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Tim Bermingham
Mountain climber
Jamestown, California. U.S.A.
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Apr 20, 2017 - 07:45am PT
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Good Morning!
I always liked those big paintings in the old P.O.
Glad to hear you're going to get that hernia taken care of.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2017 - 08:51am PT
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Yeah, I'm glad, too. Nasty hernia has taken a toll on its once-manly physique.Frodo Does Fresno, sequel to The Hobbit, soon at your nabe.
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Apr 20, 2017 - 09:05am PT
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Hope it goes well for you with the hernia surgery, Brian. Keep us posted, good luck!
To the relief of some, this will be the last in a series of fictional and/or semi-autobiographical woeful love sonnets directed at purging those last demons of my misspent youthful infatuations.
(All names have been changed to protect the innocents).
The Harlequin Pencil Necked Geek
Before the sun came
When fortune was bad
I only found heartache to seek
For I once was a lad
So beaten and flailed
I determined to never be meek
I once knew a lass
I should say she knew me
With unquenched curiosity to peak
But when she had her way
She tossed me aside
And played me a fool and a freak
That's when came a time
Again to my life
When things seemed so positively bleak
Until finally one day
I might hear the sad tale
Of the harlequin pencil necked geek
I was traveling abroad
Alone and recluse
When I went without food for a week
And that's when it occurred
To this dismal young lad
I might finally end my losing streak
Just outside of Reims
Beyond the railroad tracks
I witnessed acts of strange mystique
Where clowns goofed off
But high above
The acrobats exercised their wild technique
Their main starring act
High up on the wire
Like a pixie was agile Monique
She hopped and she twirled
With gyrations aplenty
With a figure both buxom and sleek
Her hypnotic allure
So captured my heart
That I loitered around for a week
I gave labor for free
An apprentice I'd be
I camped out by a nearby dry creek
In the hope that the troupe
Would enlist me for good
I endured their unending critique
So when they broke camp
Taking show to the road
I stayed on for a six month long streak
Of shows and strange acts
But I finally was sacked
When I brazenly opened my beak
At an afterwork soirée
When I professed my desire
To the elegant but silent Monique
For a boy half her age
But one foolish as me
My lack of civility was hardly unique
But the backstory here
Was a mystery complete
She once sang of but now could not speak
And she never gave voice
Since calamity came
To what became of her harlequin pencil necked geek
So out on my butt
The troupe traveled on
My transgression the final last tweak
To cement my goodbyes
And I wouldn't lie
Or tell of tall tales with my tongue in my cheek
And I never found out
What became of Monique
Or the fate of her harlequin pencil necked geek
-bushman
04/20/2017
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Apr 20, 2017 - 03:42pm PT
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http://www.crescentavalleyweekly.com/viewpoints/04/13/2017/treasures-valley-mike-lawler-169/
The community mourned Timmy’s death, and the Montrose Search and Rescue Team spent time talking to kids at Valley View Elementary, where Timmy had been a student. And in a Hollywood-style ending, Barbara’s older sister Sue was so grateful for her sister’s rescue that she joined the MSAR team herself. She served with them for many, many years, giving back to the team that had saved her sister’s life.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Apr 20, 2017 - 04:24pm PT
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hey there say, mouse... yes, PERFECT!
OH, and say, prayers for that up-coming operation...
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Apr 20, 2017 - 04:52pm PT
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hey there say, mouse...
here you go... :))
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2017 - 05:23pm PT
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Thank God we are so easily amused.
The Game Warden drops by.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2017 - 06:13pm PT
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Sorry.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2017 - 06:16pm PT
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This, fortunately, did happen.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2017 - 06:19pm PT
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Ending up here. Causing the wind to blow and rain to fall and smiles to widen.
edit: But it was sparkling light and warm sun all day today - a little breezy, but with a balmy tone.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Apr 20, 2017 - 06:54pm PT
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or
Barefoot Ted, visits Mt. Lukens
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Apr 20, 2017 - 09:34pm PT
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When I Tried to Eat My Own Big Toe
The cold winter's winds
Howled as I trudged
O'er mountain passes
Into drifts of snow
That would not budge
And when the snows climbed
Way above my head
I dug in a cave
Cold, shivering until
I thought I was dead
And woke with a hunger
I was famished you know
Like ten hungry men
As I tried to eat
My own big toe
It tasted like feet
Stinky and gross
Leathery and numb
Imagining it tasted
Like bangers on toast
But when I bit down
To tear off a bite
I broke out in a sweat
And promptly passed out
With knuckles of white
And when I awoke
I felt stronger you know
I was minus one toe
Now one percent less
With nine more to go
-bushman
04/21/2017
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 20, 2017 - 10:57pm PT
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I was hesitating to post this. Loath, in fact. Yes, I was loath to post.
But based on what I've just seen here, it's more apropos than a surfing video like Psyscheout (vintage fifties).
First Winter Ascent Gasherbrum I/Hidden Peak (2012)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hZHdItbZUA
Scenes from "Polish Girls Just Like To Have Fun" by Naked Frog Productions.
Nanga Parbat, Elisabeth Revol & Daniele Nardi, winter 2013, alpine style
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UuStyS5335c
Picture of Tranquility.
RIP
Austrian Gerfried Goschl, Swiss Cedric Hahlen and Pakistani Nisar Hussain Sadpara
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 21, 2017 - 04:48am PT
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Interplanetary Hunger
It's so sad, I'd thought we'd come
Far from the place where a guy'd eat his thumb
But apparently the deal ain't so,
This feller's gone and et his big toe.
That's still 38 digits between us
That should get us at least to Venus
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Apr 21, 2017 - 05:38am PT
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A Rhombicuboctahedron
I dreamed about a rhombicuboctahedron
A twenty six sided die shaped sphere
But erroneously I thought it a decahedron
With only twelve sides it was no where near
When I go back to sleep tonight
I'll ponder on only a cube
The circle of life is a world shaped by strife
And too much for this country rube
-bushman
04/22/2017
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 21, 2017 - 05:42am PT
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http://www.yosemite.ca.us/library/The-Mt-Starr-King-Registers-1931-82.pdf
Page 460 -
Nita Torres’ recalled another Yosemite hazard, hornets that nest in the ground:
“Somewhere during the first two miles, I stepped on a ground hornet’s nest and
the little bastards stung me in a couple of places. Ouch! One of the hornets flew
under my Vuarnet sunglasses and I thought I was going to get stung in the eye. I
was screaming (like a girly girl) and Reid rescued me by quickly pulling off my
glasses. The rest of the trip was fun. Loved the remote feeling. We ran into no
one. Reid took me up the easy route, gorgeous views, fire burning in the distance,
beautiful moon. Oh the sweet memories.”
Recent Jeopardy! inquiry about the number of vertices in a cube.
I got it right - "eight or so."
How many toes did you manage?
Eight or so. Then I throwed up.
Robin Ingraham, a Merced climber and photographer, has been interested in preservation of old summit registers for years. He is mentioned in the intro to the link on Starr King in that regard, and has written for the Sierra Club publication on the subject. Ingraham's Trophies was located next to the used bookstore where I worked here in town, but I never really got to know Robin in all that time.
Here is a mention of him by Claude Fiddler.
https://vault.sierraclub.org/sierra/200807/iwashere2.asp
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 21, 2017 - 05:53pm PT
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The cows are Manilowing in the meadow
They've trampled on all of the corn
The sheep are stampeding in JTree
In spite of Miss Mary's ram's horn
And the sun came up at 6:30
On time and dressed up and purty.
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