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neebee
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calif/texas
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Nov 19, 2012 - 08:46pm PT
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hey there say, mouse... thank you for more history...
old photos, tell so much...
i am just now seeing old pics from another friend of mine,
from our neighborhood...
about his dad... very nice...
*very dad, about your wife-liz's friend, :(
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 19, 2012 - 10:25pm PT
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Fritz, the Tower is like that.
I think of it as a pugatorial experience because Millis and I did manage it on our first try, March of 1971. We lived but suffered from thirst due to n00b mistakes. Uh-oh. Make that the second attempt for me. I had a non-atttempt fail in its tracks before reaching the tree on the initial traverse.
From earlier in this thread:
So one night I am heavy into this little blonde server [she was Debbie Bird, pictured above, neither little nor a server, but quite well-endowed and working at Degnans's---my memory's bad, not mine; and Larry could be a shit] and am jamming on the dance floor so much with her and we seem to be going places when Larry came and snatched her away: He and his red-headed charm, his cowboy demeanor...aw, schist! So, drunk as I suddenly was, I staggered out into the night, found my hardware stash in camp, set out a rack for the Tower, and by the time I'd coffeed up with Ron Cagle, had convinced him to help in schlepping my haul sack, just a LaFuma guide pack with comestibles and Fern Spring water, while I carried the ropes and racks.
Bob Ashworth, my compadre from the Y Village Mtn. Shop and boulder-juggler supreme, has tales to compare. Getting down after deciding to bail, definite hell, it seems to me. Good reason to stay on the wall, a real man's decision, too. And then there are Sibylle and Bev, Jaysus! Soloing in tandem, my gosh!
http://www.supertopo.com/climbers-forum/215272/First-All-Woman-Ascent-of-El-Cap-Summit-Mag-April-1974
Sometimes maybe it's a good idea to bite off a bit more than we think we can consume. It teaches...something, not sure what.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 02:16am PT
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He taught me to surf. Well, he taught me where to go to surf. He had a shortie, I had a nine footer. He couldn't teach me much about quick turns, and I wouldn't get off that iceberg of a board. Rincon and the Jetties at Oxnard, my favorites.
In exhange, I got him started climbing, then we got Marc Irwin in on our act as well, aged 15. Ike and I just spoke this evening, as he's a deacon in the Catholic church, and I felt I needed some friendly words. After a bit, the conversation turned to Marc, who is related to his wife and my ex, so you know, kind of our little kid brother, so to speak. He visited from the East Coast recently and they drove up to Sespe gorge out of Ventura and got on the slabs.
"I can't see my toes, Ike."--Marc
We're all going over the hill, eventually, so let's make the most of it while the sun's still up!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 02:22am PT
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Thanks, thanks, thanks, Gypsy. Wonderful posts.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 20, 2012 - 07:39am PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 20, 2012 - 07:55am PT
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Degnan's was owned by the Donohoe family. Randy worked there as a night janitor one year. That was the year that Rosemary made the bread and the pastries. At the end of Randy's shift he would always find a bear claw and a cup of coffee for him made by the beautiful Rosemary. Unfortunately, I have no photographs of her; but I remember she and I making granola in the Donohoe kitchen one winter day. I was sleeping on the living room floor at the Donohoe house on occasion and other times either in my favorite spot down by the Merced River or up in my cave (this was before I met Randy).
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 20, 2012 - 09:10am PT
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And myself--well, one of my favorite things to do these days is to travel to Corsica and photograph the two brothers in my favorite music group of all time--I Muvrini. They used the photos I took of them for their new CD, Imaginà. Anyway, with my permission, a woman contacted me about making a video of one of their songs with my portraits of the leader of the band, Jean-François Bernardini. Here it is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sih__i97Sgg&feature=fvwrel
Sorry I don't know how to embed the video directly into the thread
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 05:18pm PT
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Way the hey are you on about, Gypsy? You did just what you needed to do. No sweat, Sweetheart of the Radio.
You have another ardent admirer, el Jefe, the Rev. He was just here for about 90 minutes looking at OUR MASTERPIECE (his words). He had to listen to Musical Migrations, too. Poor sod. He's going home to Greeley Hill and Denise with his head stuck in a place somewhere between Mt. Lyell and your right and left breasts. Sorry, he's the Rev, and he never lies.
I do, but not he. Hee-hee! You are just the best for old bones to perk up. Jeff's stress level's high right now, with Lem in the home, and Betty just was diagnosed with a distal hernia. Yikes! His sister Julie, who baked at Degnan's too before she worked at a real job at the locge, is coming down tonight to take over for him at the family home. He's been there the whole month and has been up to see Denise only twice. Highly stressed, he is. He needed Jeffreshment and you helped BIGTIME, kid. So a big thank you, RadioLady.
He mentioned that the photo you and he are in together is at the Visitor's Center at TM, not the Tuolumne Lodge, whatever. He was really delighted to see some of Old Mattress-Face, Dick Ellsworth, too. And Matt. And Pat. And Sheila. And Debbie Bird. He had similar results with Little Debbie to mine. Just sayin'.
He wished you a Happy Thanksfuture and a Merry Crustchove. He said thank you for the memories. I gave him a Entrance Exam on the use of the PC and he had his moments. He's on the road to the 21st Century, could become one of the leaders of the same if he dressed more like Mitt. Hey, again, I'm just sayin'.
VOTE FOR REVEREND MATHIS AND SAVE YOUR SOUL. Send cash, check, or M.O. now.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 05:39pm PT
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OK, Gypsy and friends,
it's time for a change-up, a new thing to clear the cobs and thank our Gypsy Girl. When she visits Iberia, or the coastal areas of France or goes to La Corse, does she see rock climbers in action? Probably, but they are not so impressive in Lycra and helmets as was Hamm in his ultra-alpinist's red hat and baggy sweater.
So we gotts do something for her to thank her for the wonderful photos.
Here's one way. Our friend from Oslo, Marlow, has started a thread today on some miserable Frog creeks in the Marshay area, vaguely to the south of France. My idea is to go to Portugal and Spain for some REAL climbing. Hey, it's away from the gear-eating saltwater.
Sabroso!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 05:44pm PT
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Montserrat.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 05:48pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 06:18pm PT
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I can see Ron Cagle in lycra.
Jerry Anderson, probably at a Halloween party, never on a crag.
Cagle's would have dark doobie holes, be torn and he'd likely team it up with a "matching" flannel plaid shirt...
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 20, 2012 - 07:29pm PT
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Funny you should mention Portugal. My grandparents (all four of them immigrated to U.S. from the Azores Islands). I have been trying to talk my sisters into a reverse migration. Let us go back there and live, I say!
But Corsica is a granite island with beautiful mountains that rise from sea level with magical names like Monte Cintu and Paglia D'Orba. I spend a good deal of time walking in the mountains listening to the silence. I know that people climb there but I have not met any of the climbers. I have met the shepherds, the cheesemakers, the singers, the knife makers, the bell makers, the poets.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 20, 2012 - 07:31pm PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 20, 2012 - 07:33pm PT
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SCseagoat
Trad climber
Santa Cruz
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Nov 20, 2012 - 09:54pm PT
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I LOVE this thread. Just wonderful. Oh boy, that wild turkey, made me homesick. Grew up in Western Pa and Thanksgiving was "going out back and shooting a bird". They are beautiful. Shoulda been the national bird.
Keep it going, enjoying this so much!
Susan
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 20, 2012 - 11:10pm PT
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I so thank you, I really do because it means a lot to so many. Magnify that by the generations and they increase exponentially, these little cliques of climbers from every state in the US and province in Canada, especially. I sure don't want to forget Borut and Marlow, either.
I am one of those people who generally get by. I didn't work hard enough to get ahead far, nor am I fat. I take what's given gladly with joy...
This afternoon the Key Club from the high school delivered a turkey and fixings. I got my State ID renewed. I had several deightful converstions with my sister and with Ike and the Rev's mom, Betty. I walked over thirty blocks, slow. My knees and concrete don't mix. But I feel good. Plus Bevin, my daughter is coming tomorrow to spend the day with me, and bringing my EX, Dolores. Are you ready for that, Gypsy, and they'll be here just as you air your Musical Migrations show tomorrow. Wed. 1-4 pm
http://www.ashevillefm.org/musical-migrations
It was a fine day and tomorrow's going to be the same, ex-wife (and her sister Val) will come to see me, I'll show them how the old places have changed, get a look at the UC, and maybe have time for some chess. Dolores and I used to play chess back before TV was invented.
My climbing light's been relit like old TAD and the fire's still burning in old RON and It's With Great Pleasure that I announce that the Rev and I had a small executive session--who knows where Larry is, Mark's probably in SF, but can't be located, and John Yeates is somewhere between Virginia City and Timbuktu, and Throwpie does anything the Rev suggests with little questioning--so they can't put in, and the time has come today to announce that Ron Anderson wil be invited to take the place of Millis. Randy's place is ably filled by the peripatetic one, the Gypsy.
This tread is going to stay awile. We just now passed two hundred posts, and that's big compared to the rest of the threads I haveinitiated. Askany editor worth a darn and they will take a human interest tale over a political story most any day, unless it's a real big cheese. And sports, well, we are and we aren't a sport, so, this type thread is more appealing to the general public.
At this moment I want to thank Joe Fitschen, whose invluence here, is not marginal, but very real. I have learned a lot about story-telling from that masterful maker of myth. So thanks, Joe, and all, and have a gluttonous Thanksgiving, but one without too many ingredients with Genetically Modified foods, OK? Except for the turkeys. They're pretty much GM-ed more than any food in the world! Hah!
I had to stick that in, neebee. You've scared me off most foods. Riley would be proud!
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Nov 21, 2012 - 01:40am PT
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hey there say, gypsy...
as to your quote:
i really like this:
I spend a good deal of time walking in the mountains listening to the silence. I know that people climb there but I have not met any of the climbers. I have met the shepherds, the cheesemakers, the singers, the knife makers, the bell makers, the poets
the life of the hills, :)
say, mouse...
i enjoyed seeing that part about playing chess/checkers?, instead of tv,
:)
ohmy, gm foods, who would have ever thought, way back in our-and-folks' day...
i always innocently just thought food would just be: plain simple god-made food :O
well, i been babysitting these last nights, while fighting a cold from one of the kids, way earlier on, :O
so i have been missing all the taco reads...
saw a few new neat looking things up...
there's soooo much that i want to go read and visit, but i need to
go sleep so i can finish some paintings, :)
i WILL get back here this weekend, :)
well--saturday, AFTER i babysit again, :))
i bumped the secret santa...
and that was about it, for tonight, :)
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