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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 23, 2013 - 01:33pm PT
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My little brother would probably not like this going out on the internet, but he's gone. Actually, so are older sis and bro.
Golden Arrow was a San Diego Dairy and sponsored ex Our Gang guy, Johnny Downs who would dance on a pogo stick on top of Golden Arrow milk bottles in the 1950's (show was basically a cartoon show). Sadly his agility on glass does not seem to have been preserved.
Golden Arrow has trucks showing up as far away as Washington and Wisconsin, though I'm not sure it's the same outfit. Apparently they had traveling photo salesmen, just like the guy we bought our set of Encyclopedia Britannica from.
Heeere's Johnny. If that pogo stick dance exists, I'll find it.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 23, 2013 - 03:02pm PT
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Looks like a lesson here.
Some folks are like the knobcone cone: dense, or 2.Having the constituent parts crowded closely together.
Let's just be glad it's not some type of ROCK I'm wondering about. THAT would be fun!
But trees are a big part of mountains and are the first things we learn to climb (most of us, that is; Cosmic, for example, started out on quartz monzonite but soon switched to harder stuff.)
Bridwell started out on volcanic breccia but switched to beer.
Boingy started out learning to skip and became a world-class bouncer.
The Gray moves downhill. So it must be gravity, right, DMT?
Good way to remember the difference, though, the relative position on the tree of each type's cones.
I have the cone display ready, BTW.
Big trip out to the Gulch of the Indian last week, looking for bouldering on the mesas and cones out by the county line.
Upcoming.
Just want to say, rSin has left our building. It's not the first time. Good luck, but you don't need that.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 23, 2013 - 05:58pm PT
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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a large woody object.
A large woody object whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A large woody object that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A large woody object that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a large woody object.
goddamnittohell - I'm sure glad a pinecone and/or a milk bottle didn't fall on my head, Fred.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 23, 2013 - 07:21pm PT
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Simply unavoidable, I find this irresistible.
This is not my beautiful House!
This is not my beautiful wife!
You may ask yourself before climbing a large Woody object: V-7, maybe? VV-7, even?
When home dairy delivery service was shelved, it served as the Producer of many more trips to the grocery for more lucky kids on bikes or boards.
Hoppy's Favorite hasn't been part of advertising content for a long while, probably.
We'd like to know before the next election for president, just who is Hoppy's favorite?
(There is no political candor involved here, nor am I referencing any trees.)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 23, 2013 - 09:32pm PT
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BB West, Virginia and Boingy Baxter, and Ponderosa Productions present Glenn Campbell's favorite western ever, except for God's Gun.
Border Patrol.
1943.
Starring William Boyd and with Andy Clyde as California, a man who found a surprise in his Taco.
And a young man, playing Quinn, known in the credits as Bob "Michoacan" Mitchum.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aeB70keYEow
Excellent silent tribute to William Boyd.
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 23, 2013 - 10:48pm PT
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amen Timid.
old angel, young angel
feel alright on a warm [sic] SanFanFrisco night!
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 23, 2013 - 10:49pm PT
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¡cuidado! de Australia
de San Onofre
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 24, 2013 - 12:24am PT
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Go search this, the link's toooooooooooooo long: "Bear Dam mariposa county"
will provide as good a map as you need for those unfamiliar with the territory. Few are, I think. It's barren ground, cobbles abound, the opportunity for water scarce.
The area is traversed by the old Stockton-Millerton wagon route.
Waltz Rd. is the extension of South Bear Creek Drive, which runs out to the Waltz Ranch and then to the dam and vicinity. NW of the dam is a set of cone-hills, remnants of mesa which were possibly, though it's just my conjecture, eroded in floods from the glaciers of the Sierra Nevada over who knows how many years. There are dozens of these in the foothills.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 24, 2013 - 02:24am PT
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Looking down the fence line to where the last shot was taken.[
Bright light, bright light, biggest light I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might get a date with a moon rock. Like the pre-Cambrian type. Hubba-hubba.--Woody, the small rocky subjucntive standing alone in a field slowly falling to pieces
At long last the exploratory expedition from France is on paved road again. There are mass quantities of wire cattle gates to negotiate on this dirt track. It is not necessary to resort to 4-wheel drive or galactic overdrive. It connects Indian Gulch Rd. to Waltz Rd. and doesn't show on the map I provided, but it is on the Intergalactic Google Planet app.
At the Waltz Ranch there were dogs, small human units as well. Go VERY SLOWLY, the worst that can happen is the dogs will follow you to the edge of their yard.
It's a great view from "up there." It would be pretty good from the summit of some of those cones.
Zappa Visits the Coneheads at Home.
http://vimeo.com/18203648
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 24, 2013 - 10:17am PT
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Wanna see my woody?
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Jaybro
Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
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Jul 24, 2013 - 10:33am PT
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Baby bobby weir, Timid?
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 24, 2013 - 11:22am PT
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amen Jaybro.
Old Bob Weir
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 24, 2013 - 12:11pm PT
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Jack Weir. Chemistry instructor, Merced High and College, 1960's-1970's.
DMT has some good advice, it sounds like. If you DO go and trespass, and he doesn't know you're there, even, no harm, no foul? From a legal viewpoint, OK. What if there IS harm, however? The ploy loses its charm immediately and you either choke on your folly or go get THAT LAWYER or one like him may seek YOU out. It's a stupid (i.e., young fool's) thing to do.
I'm tempted to do so one foggy winter day. It would be so, I don't know, it would seem to be too sinister a deed. Like robbing the dead, keying a nice restored woody, or surreptitiously switching the numbers on the "unknowns" tubes in chemistry class with some delicious non-sodium type chemical with a different number.
The adjective "fell" comes to mind, which just happens to be from the Norse and means "mountain."
I was not tempted to go try to hang around on ony of these outcrops the day I was there for several good reasons.
Too HOT in the summertime, as DMT will corroborate, sitting on the veranda of the cantina in Hornitos with a chilled Mexican draft on the table and a cute senorita serving it. Sorry, just a reverie of the Murrieta days. The cantinas are gone from Hornitos and Merced Falls. There is Bud's Place in Snelling, that's about it till you come to La Grange.
Fox-tails suck. The golden color of California's hills is the result of the early Spanish who brought their stock here. Their hides carried the wild oat seeds, according to author David Wyatt in Five Fires: Race, Catastrophe, and the Shaping of California. I guess he may have meant the fox-tail.
I don't think there is a more useless weed. It takes forever to pick the little pricks out of my shoes and socks. Some get permanently embedded int the mesh of my tennies. So I started wearing approach shoes, which are leather, but still have inner mesh. I suppose gaitors are the ticket. I also loathe the little "cockle-burrs," as I've mistakenly called them, just as Mr. Wyatt may have mistaken his nomenclature--I'll have to read the book over again to see if that is so.
But the plant is not a cockle-burr, it is a yellow fox-tail. Their seeds are small and have a high sticky-factor because of micro-hairs, much like the hooks on velcro. These don't even show in photos taken up close. Not as irritating as the giant fox-tails with their barb-like attitude. Not so many goat-head out there, though, as there are along major roadways.
Another reason not to go attempt any bouldering: I was alone. Why create a situation more hazardous than simply falling and hurting myself? I COULD die in such a place and under those circumstances, and that would be sad. It's enough of a possibility that I don't play the Dingus game of soloing, mainly as I don't know the routes like he knows the ones he's soloing in his short movies. Keep it up, hero. You know what you're doing. It's fun seeing you do it, too. I'm waiting to explore the movies potential of my camera, but want to get the sensor cleaned first. It's getting terrible spots and it needs attention.
Parting shots.
These are not very professional at all, and I don't care about that sort of thing much, but they mean something to me, evoke the feelings I had out there. And that's the part of photography I really appreciate. The composition over the technical aspects.
Saying thanks for the contributions, DMT, TT, & ever'body.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
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Jul 24, 2013 - 01:58pm PT
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Some old cars, another restaurant and the pool hall "Chub's Club" where we used to hang out.
in the "Lemon Capital of the World"
You wanna see my gun?
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Tobia
Social climber
Denial
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Jul 24, 2013 - 07:34pm PT
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I'll provide one amen and raise you anoydin' (more accurately several more).
"Schmidt" & The Mighty Penguins ≈ Amen
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Tobia
Social climber
Denial
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Jul 24, 2013 - 10:04pm PT
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All the local dairies are gone, my family home was built in one of the pastures when the suburbs were on the rise and dairies were on the decline.
The last to go was Kinnett Dairies, the one with the DNA altered cow, (also seen upthread) is in the same location; but now an electronics outlet store.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Jul 24, 2013 - 10:46pm PT
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The Sunshine Dairy.
The Merced Sun-Star Newspaper.
Joe Herb's Cyclery.
Adds up to fun at sunrise out on the old dairy farm, just milkin' away, you'd think. But the cyclery's history, the Ssunshine Dairy no longer operates here, and the Sun-STroke is now done down in Fresno, their local building up for sale.
Say you come upon a dead dairy products producer, a Jersey, let's say. What do you do with a dead cow from Jersey?
Put her on a reality TV show!
Da-bing! Da-boom! Da-Brim!
http://www.mercedsunstar.com/2010/04/06/1375635/dairies-look-for-solutions-to.html
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Captain...or Skully
climber
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Jul 25, 2013 - 12:44am PT
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I like that there is someone out there that knows what the gloaming is.
Cheers, Mouse.
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