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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 - Nov 30, 2018 - 07:00pm PT
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"Never trust a man who doesn't surf."--Winston Surfchill
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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 - Nov 30, 2018 - 07:36pm PT
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Mouse's corollary:
"Don't trust a person who doesn't read a book now and then."--moi
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Jim Clipper
climber
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Nov 30, 2018 - 07:39pm PT
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I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you different. Kurt Vonnegut
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 04:40am PT
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Good pick, good morning, good golly!
Yo mama callin'?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZ6h0kyqSRk
Planet Plant Life coffee house -- 24/7.
In the Hill of Beans Mall.
"Filter coffee, not peeps."
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Quotes by WWI French General, Ferdinand Foch;
The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.
Airplanes are interesting toys but of no military value.
My center is giving way, my right is in retreat; situation excellent. I shall attack.
The will to conquer is the first condition of victory.
In whatever position you find yourself determine first your objective.
None but a coward dares to boast that he has never known fear.
-Ferdinand Foch
Philosophy is like a pizza pie tossed against a wall. Some of the sauce usually sticks.
-moi
Ah Foch
‘Twas was a dark and stormy night
soaked with rain and ghostly white
I went to bed and put out the light
the howling wind such a dreadful fright
that even bedbugs paused to bite
I dreamt of a grit faced wall of stone
at a grimy bivouac we called home
on a soaring buttress white as bone
where a raven cried in a mocking tone
as the nightfall set the wind to moan
Again I dreamt of a far off place
where I lay swathed in deaths embrace
entombed within my carapace
no dreams to conquer or to chase
a thousand scorpions at my face
I dreamt of waves and seas of foam
where stinging rain was sideways blown
the wind was howling like a drone
the ship off course our fate unknown
in a world of blue grey monochrome
Then silent as the funeral rush
we catapulted outward thus
the cosmos revealed with a hush
our craft a finite mote of dust
beyond our star like Zeus’s brush
I woke from dreams beyond this realm
as sounds of rain now gently fell
‘twas soothing as the slippery elm
like words of solace for to quell
beyond this dreaming carousel
As dark the stormy nights must go
in dreams like roadside minstrel shows
the mystery of what we see shall show
from where to whence the fates do blow
for in life itself we seldom know
-bushman
11/01/2018
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 10:31am PT
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mouse from merced
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The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 1, 2018 - 10:37am PT
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 10:55am PT
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Linda Jarit, Happy Birthday, young lady!!!!
Thanks for all you do for the Yosemite Facelift, as well.
And have a great holiday season, too.
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 11:28am PT
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RIP, 41.
Mission accomplished.
Hi ho.
Bushman. Nice stuff, bro.
"Please, sir, may I have some more?"
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 11:36am PT
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More, more, more.
Encore, encore, encore.
I dare ya.
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 01:52pm PT
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zBrown
Ice climber
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^Seems to be Sequoia
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 02:21pm PT
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So that's how the rope gets up there?
Shouting out to Jay, who visited last year when I was hospitalized with pneumonia.I had a call from Bro Tim this morning. He made a bundle installing tire chains at Truckee over TG weekend.
He's up the hill on 108 today, even though Dodge isn't open. He just got his season certificate yesterday from the powers that be.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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positivity, 3 cheers for LostInShanghai A 3pix of cheers to LISH! there it is, care-bear hugs `n stuff,-no matter if the camera makes him look gruffhe seems to have the heart of gold look, shining through too!
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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 - Dec 1, 2018 - 02:39pm PT
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Jay was the only visitor I had then, the only visitor I had in Jamestown, too. You could say he is a great pal.
Teddy bear, no.Thank you for the puzzles, neebee. Been working them daily.
Hope Patty Ann's doing better, but that cone...poor girl. :0(
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