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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Deja vu.
It's Patrick STU--art thou joining us at the campfire?
You're in the hot seat, PJ.
And he reveals all here. No holds barred and a "hard bold" on the Dihedral.
PJ writes:
The fellowship of the rope is a strong bond. I kept climbing until age 55. Still doing some ski-mountaineering at 65.
I remain in touch w/ the McGregors.
Cowboy Larry pops up once per decade , lastly with a Brazilian lingerie model.
Matt Donohoe has been fishing out of Sitka for years.
I ran into Mathis at the top of Chair one at Badger something like 20 yrs ago, probably more.
I see Gypsy's posts on FB frequently. I think she is in the Carolinas.
That is Randy in the photo on one of the early pitches of the Dihedral. October '73 as I recall. It was unseasonably hot and we ran low on water and were reduced to climbing in the cool mornings and evenings. Holed up under the overhangs in the heat of the day.
We were on track for the slowest ascent ever but managed to catch up with a couple of guys from Colorado at Thanksgiving Ledge where we also found two gallons of water in old Clorox bottles. It was a romp to the top from there. I laid down the haul bag and deposited a pile the size of a cow patty.
Seeking ticks on EC.
Just ask a climber.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Flames who are accounted for:
"The Apathy House Three"
Mouse from Merced is from Merced still
the Rev from Greeley Hill
Larry Jones from Richmond
Throwpie from Berkeley
Matt Donohoe from Sitka AK
Millis RIP
Randy Hamm RIP
Dave Bircheff from SoCal
Phil Bircheff of the Eastside
Ron Anderson Flame by adoption from Mound House
zBrown Flame by full-race injection from Chula Vista
Dick Ellsworth, probably still from Alaska, is in his own class.
His Flames status was, in my estimation, “understood but ambiguous,” tacitly "taken for granite," in his case, one might say.
The latest to come in from the cold:
Big STU, good old PJ Stuart, “alive and not far away” and married to Matt’s sister, Mary Ellen.
PJ also wrote:
"I remember afternoons tokin and listening to tunes in your van in those far off magical days. The Sweet Bird of Youth. May I ask about Dolores? Jeff? Captain Clutch Rider?
Mary Ellen's grandfather, Doc Degnan, used to stay in the Hotel Tioga in the 40s. You are part of a long tradition."
And then there are the malingering Yeates, Bullfrog, and Cowboy Larry.
Some Flames Mamas who have shown up or can own up:
First and most4, Gypsy is living in Asheville
Dolores is long-divorced from Mouse; and Sha’ala is long-divorced from Yeates.
Sheila Slattery, Millis’ quondam GF, posted and then ghosted.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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But the Flames are not the campfire.
No, the Flames, in a way, they are like bear boxes, where memories are locked away, but there is no lock. But that's idle talk.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Ari, son of La Poeta, Anastasia.
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujň de la Playa
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Thanks for that update upstream. I almost feel like I know these folks. A fine group of individuals indeed.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Yep, not an all-star cast, but a cast of couch potatoes in some cases.
[Click to View YouTube Video]For the benefit of the Latest State to come in out of the rain, Hawai'i.
What's a little 75 mph gust or two, anyway?
All the same, good luck and Aloha!
Avalanches & earthquakes, but no hurricanes, typhoons or cyclones.He only gives the appearance of a couch potato. Jeff works hard.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, mouse... wow, i love the tahitain dancing...
so happy! i miss doing that... so fun!
did it for the tourist, in south texas... they loved it...
thank you for sharing...
also, just sent you an email...
prayers...
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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One-sided,
I decided,
Lacks depth.
Other-sided,
Back-sided,
Shows some breadth.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Conchata Ferrell was in K-Pax and John Cryer was the star in Dudes. Mike Ferrell's picture was posted by me on Toss-'em Back Thursday with some other dudes.
And there's one of two boat people dudes taken by another dude.
It may be nothing, dude.
Neal Young may have a clue. I'll put a Flea in his ear.
[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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Time for climbing content. Choke it down, it's good for you, T Hocking.
Wish I could say I was heading out this way, but I'm not.
The view east from Mt. Clark (in the late seventies) by Jim Shirley, who soloed the NW ridge.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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See drunk while Fried Day posting shifttily.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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The Rim fire still burns me up.
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin’ high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
“We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said I
Proud ’neath heated brow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
And so forth...
He's toast. Emerald, a real gem.
[Click to View YouTube Video]Not ancient history, son.
Weep for the animals, trees, the meadows.
Rejoice in their resilience.
Good? Bad? Who is to say?
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, just hear it from the mouse's mouth, as in horse's mouth,
that oh my (didn't we suspect this? ) ;))
ye ol' traveling mouse, likes candor...
candOR, HE SAYS... (SEE the goatboy smellz thread, for 90% proof of that--other 10% is of course to allow for settling) :)
mouses candOR shelf-spice NEEDS to be here, too, for easy grabbing:
:)
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Truth is, I DO love dills!
Not 'kosher dills' but the RILL DILLS,
the ones that came in a barrel,
sold for a nickel,
lasted for half an hour,
made you grin they were so sour.
Scamento sburbs,
our neighbors were Erbs
and we kids would create forts in their backyard holes
and we other kids would go build tree houses when that got old
and we two me 'n Pete
Mom's pickles we would eat
store-bought
we weren't caught
we'd sit in our tree house
Pete 'n the future Mouse
and we'd suck on those pickles
enjoying the bumpy ride
with out a thought
except how neat it was
on our oak tree platform
lookin' down on the clowns
(who I've come to find since were really the kosher marketing team--
they were out to convince the neighborhood that kraut was bad for you
in spite of the fact that we got the 'good stuff,' the real dills, the briny brawny Brian-biters,
from Gerhardt's butcher shop
which got the axe when the Shop 'n Save went in in Del Paso Manor chopping center)
he and me
the dill pickle club,
headquarters in a tree platform on a creek feeding the 'merican River)
I noticed that Lagunitas IPA is found at 1280 N. McDowell Rd., Petaluma, US of A, NA, Earth, Sol, Milky Way, Local Group, Space
Do they have a free lunch? Dills?
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