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Gypsy
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NC
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Nov 23, 2012 - 07:42pm PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 23, 2012 - 07:48pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 23, 2012 - 09:59pm PT
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Never, never. Land o' Goshen, child! Junction, that is.
I recall fly fishing in Soquel for the daintiest wannabe steelies. We had to move...real...slow...dappling...the midgetest flies we had...and I got a Leviathan of six inches! Just the one, immediate release from the barbless fly.
The only other spot I've gone where it's like that is on the Clark Fork of Illillouette Creek. Karen Daly, we gotta go check that out next Facelift. I'll even buy a license...it's only fair--you bought the out-of-state license, then got an extra day added on for HOW MUCH?!?!
I recall that Tim, my brother the fishing guide, was guilty of some angling infraction years ago. He was driving through Sonora or Twain Harte, got stopped, taken in for the warrant the officer found on him, and had to call Mom to come to bail him out. This was her Mothers' Day adventure that year!
Oh, but all fly fishermen smoke weed. Or drink like a fish. Or lie like there's no telling. When Randy talked fishing, it was no brag, just plain and simple fascination, like with climbing and his doodling.
I hope you had as much fun on Thanksgiving as I did, Gypsy. I saw the haps on Facebook. As for my day, I got hold of the Simon brothers who once lived down the hall in Middle Earth and we played Scrabble, watched Cowboys and Indians, drank a good Cab, had the stuffing, turkey, and Waldorf salad and a pie and some schwag. I was so glad to be able to share all that food the Key Club left, and my neighbors even gave us another half of an apple pie!
Thanks, God of food, mirth, music, and companionship.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 23, 2012 - 10:34pm PT
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Liz.
She met Merry and Werner that afternoon, along with my rock brothers surrounding El Cap Meadow. And we visited the Yosemite graveyard, just because we were a little serious that day, our first as man and wife, until death.
Food, mirth, music, and companionship.
Shade in the summer, warmth in the winter, and her tattoos promise moving pictures all year long.
"Why do climbing women all look like boys?"--Elizabeth Ann Freeman Ruffalo Bermingham on her honeymoon
"Hey, here's another photograph in this book of Mt. Lyell, babe!"--Mouse at the cabin in Wawona on the honeymoon
"Really?"--sexy babe in the bunk
"Yeah, that's what, nine or ten of them. This is a great library."--MFM
"Wanna do some rock climbing, some real 5.10?"--SBIB
"On belay, sweetie!"--her belay slave
Is that Chris Perry, Cowboy's lady, and yourself in the faded Camp 6 shot? Or your sister, maybe?
When Dolores looked at the shot of Cowboy Larry? My gosh, she didn't know who he was. He was our Best Man in 1971...What a slam, now I think of that. Oh, well. She is the PhD.
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Gypsy
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Nov 24, 2012 - 06:50am PT
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Is that Dolores in the photo above?
No, I am not in the photo you refer to. Those are "The Karens" Well, at least that is what I wrote on the back. I know for sure the woman in the red scarf was "Red Karen" not because she always wore a red scarf but because she was very leftist political and was a union organizer. The ranger woman I believe is also Karen and she lived in Camp 6.
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Gypsy
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NC
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Nov 24, 2012 - 06:51am PT
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In what subject did Dolores receive her PHD? That is impressive. Tell her congratulations (rather belatedly I am sure). Randy got his BA from UC Santa Cruz in art; but myself I have only had a formal education up to high school. The rest of my education was in the schools of Hard Rocks and Thin Ice.
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Gypsy
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NC
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Nov 24, 2012 - 07:54am PT
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Gypsy
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Nov 24, 2012 - 07:58am PT
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Gypsy
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Nov 24, 2012 - 08:00am PT
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Gypsy
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NC
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Nov 24, 2012 - 08:07am PT
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Gypsy
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Nov 24, 2012 - 08:10am PT
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Gypsy
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NC
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Nov 24, 2012 - 08:12am PT
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Randy said that when he was in Viet Nam, if the soldiers were given an order they didn't really want to follow they would say "What are you going to do to me? Cut my hair off and send me to Viet Nam?
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Nov 24, 2012 - 08:14am PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 24, 2012 - 03:05pm PT
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That ranger would be Karen Anders, the nice person who might have been on duty at the kiosk in Camp 4 early on. (I know Chris Perry, Larry's lady, worked in the kiosk, too. Her hair was a delicious shade of strawberry blonde.
I dDon't know the gal you call "Red Karen." Is she a friend of Conan's?
The picture on the last post on the previous page is Liz, my second wife, showing up the Rostrum's prow.
Dolores is a high school algebra teacher and got her doc at Mills in Oakland. I guess she took it in Mathematics, likely, all things being equal. (Phew! Sorry!)
Another Flames Mamma, Sha'a'la (Shawla), married and left John Yeates, the "dimmest Flame," and eventually did the same number as Dolores, but she got Doctored about five yars before Dolores.
That's Ron Cagle on the left in back of Sonja H. Can't ID the wimp in the glasses. Whoever you are, lol... :O)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 24, 2012 - 03:26pm PT
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That sure looks like Randy's mom ought to look. There is a strong resemblance in their noses and their "smiles."
The Rev seems to remember your sister Lynette fondly, but that's his tale.
The poor kitty-cats! We called Priscilla that when we first took him and his brother out from under Ike's shed in Oxnard, braving the claws of Momma Cats. She was a blubbery old thing with a nasty temperament. He didn/t care, so we left the name stand. He was the most marvelous jumper, and cat-fishing was our most popular indoor recreation. Siamese, if you please.
Izzy led a short life, sleeping under tires of parked cars on Dwight Way will have that effect on a dozing cat. Priscilla met a somewhat similar fate in the parking lot of the shop that ran on "sidereal time" in the rear of our building. It was in the stars.
Spot, who the heck remembers cats named Spot? We had Mike, Nancy, Linda, Ziggy, Tigger, and Gary over the next seven years. Baby Gary came home with me from the shelter in my shirt pocket and grew into a monster, able to leap tall anythings gracefully. And Tigger took leave when the neighbor took off one morning and Tig was in the bed. The last he saw, Tig was on the divider on I-80 at the Hilltop Drive on-ramp after leapin/falling from the ledge outside the passenger window onto the freeway. He saw him in the rear-view mirror. Tig showed up back at the house months later, his claws shredded from the landing on the ashphalt.
Cats! Sheesh.
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Nov 24, 2012 - 03:28pm PT
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Our Mouse hisself in the Vertical World of Yosemite. The same photo was incorrectly labled as George Meyers in an issue of Ascent.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Nov 24, 2012 - 03:48pm PT
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The G.M. was with the party that day, which included Andy Cox, his buddy, and Jean Neal, Galen's friend, and it was fail for me, fail for Cox, and Jean failed over on Little John. I came down right after the 5.9 wouldn't go. Galen needed a second to finish up on LJ and I volunteered while the others had their go on MD.
We had a whale of a time ss Cox's lense fell out of his eyeglasses and perched on his shoulder! Ludicrousness and failure go hand in hand in this avocation, methinks.
It's funny that Galen put that photo in Vertical World. He didn't even remember my name, but that's OK, you know who I am, Pie!
And Millis got his fifteen minutes of fame when Sherry A. doodled him. And he got labelled Millis, not Dennis Miller. You would think GR might have remembered "Mouse" as a nickname, but GM is far better-known, so it's really a no-brainer why he called me that. I never saw that issue of Accent on Climbing.
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SCseagoat
Trad climber
Santa Cruz
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Nov 24, 2012 - 04:26pm PT
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Still so good! Feel like I'm reading a novela! Loving it
Susan
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