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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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If a well driller drills his well real well he'll drill straight down to hell,
If a well driller drills his well to hell he'll be in for a horrible smell!
So just how well coulda well driller drill if a well driller could drill well?
Well that's how well a well driller drills if a well driller could drill well!
I thinth I thript on my thongue...
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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Had to poke my head in and troll this on the Donald Thread scene...
'"I woke up and the year is 2016. Is this Great Pumpkin thread still happening?"
Then I walked away.
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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 - May 7, 2016 - 03:37am PT
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Well, um..."FrackMan" as he is known, came up with this idea just like Al Gore came up with the info superhighway.
Hey I have this great idea. You drill deep holes in the ground and you pump toxic waste down into the hole and then pressurize it so it cracks the rock and displaces in to the cracks. And then dollar bills come back up out of the hole. Oh; and the a really cool part is it won't require any governmental oversite so you can do it where ever you want and when you want. No rules really cool! Oh and you don't have to tell anybody what you pump down there. This is so cool!--PSP also PP, Berkeley climber
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=1472101&tn=160
Well!
Well, I never...
[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 - May 7, 2016 - 03:54am PT
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Jim Brennan tweeted: "that Boys 'round here video put a big smile on my face."
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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 - May 7, 2016 - 03:59am PT
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And I tweeted right back: "Well! G thx!"
(No tweeting unless you use excl mks n abbr ev!)
"Nights Over Egypt."[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 - May 7, 2016 - 04:50am PT
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Incognito - Morning Sun
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BsEkP-2SCX0
Biggest, warmest congratulations to neebee on her new mortgage-free state.
Is the "realty" of it hitting you like a ton of hay there?
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Liked that BluSky. If I didn't know better I'd have claimed that was Stevie (no longer little) Wonder sitting in.
Cooling down -40 degree with WC
North to Alaaska? pffft ...
San Diego DUDE (78 years old) and 46 others do the North Pole Marathon
Here's the dude and doodah, but strangely enough it doesn't really look that cold. That's Vivian Lee, but she doesn't throw down age card yet, at 45.
Once the crack was finally sealed (by Russian laborers continuously pouring buckets of water into the fissure to freeze it shut) the runners were flown in quickly and set to running at 6 p.m. (the sun never sets at this time of year). The temperature averaged about 13 degrees below zero, but when the winds kicked up, it dropped to 40 below. Russian snipers [led by Nevada (rhymes with Ensenada) DUDE, Ron Anderson] were stationed on the hills around of the course to keep polar bears away.
What's a race without results? Great fun?
To avoid falls on the potentially hip-shatttering ice, the athletes trotted rather than ran. Finishing safely was more important than setting a record. The fastest time, by American runner Dorn Wenninger, was 5 hours, 17 minutes and 33 seconds. Lee finished fifth among the 16 women in the race, completing the course in 7 hours, 4 minutes. Ribet finished 26th among the 31 men at 8 hours, 50 minutes and 10 seconds.
Strange where things lead, but here's Little Stevie and Uncle Ray from an earlier time and just in case you don't know him by his hat, 'Blind' Gary Davis. Notice Stevie's trademark two-bar harmonica.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Can you hear me now?
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Mr. Davis wasn't able to fully appreciate it, but check out the imaging at about 2:50. Fairly cool for 1967 TV work.
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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^^^ perfect! ^^^
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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 - May 7, 2016 - 08:15pm PT
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Not knowing WTH this is about, I needed to Google.
http://strawberrymusic.com/
"...Camp Book Bob Dylan, Sign" was all I found on the Google page.
The answer's in that Strawberry Link somewhere, blowing in the wind.
Bob's down in the basement, making bathtub gin.
Used to have a book to sign.
And you once dressed so fine.
Didn't you?
Now, how does it feel?
Why don't you just come out once and scream it?
Camp Herzl, 1957.
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zBrown
Ice climber
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Young looking 16
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Bushman
climber
The state of quantum flux
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The Holy Bong
Some storage bins out in the shed
Hold memories of a quest for grace
Though many falls and some close calls
Never landed me upon my
face
One holds two furry coiled ropes
Stiff by time and lack of use
There underneath my bivy gear
Snow shoes stiffened by disuse
A worn out pile of rock shoes
And mountain boots with some abuse
Some blown out slings and tat
From when I used to save all that
Another bin holds hardware
Now most of it is out of date
With over twenty quick draws
And other slings without a mate
Sixty or eighty carabiners
Daisy chained and battered
Full sets of nuts and cams once that
Saw I wasn't dropped and splattered
A sling with thirty pitons
From rurps and hooks to holy bongs
Reminding me of the pipe loads
Consumed while climbing early on
A worn and battered bolt kit
The etriers and daisy chain
Somewhere there's a helmet
That probably served to save my brain
Which reminds of the ice screws
And warthogs with some spots of rust
I only fell once ice climbing
On the only screw which I could trust
Some foot fangs at the bottom
Where they probably belong
My days of long approaches gone
My tortured spine now sings the song
Of cratering on ledges
And bouncing off a few
And unrelated injuries
Compounding through and through
Ripped and wornout gortex
And pile with zippers blown
Attest to windy bivouacs
In places I have known
This testament of days gone by
Speak more to what I missed
Than all the routes I've ever climbed
Beneath the shelter of the weathered stone
But before my aching body
Gives out and I am gone
I'll take my grandsons climbing
And try to give my gear a home
-bushman
05/07/2016
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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The first picture is originally from " Favarite Famous.Choss Piles" more recently from the DMT, thread about the endless limestone mountains of Mexico.
The shot during the FA and explained that bolts were placed left & up because
the slab might not stay there.
OSir Donald
Trad climber
Denver, CO
Apr 23, 2010 - 10:44pm PT
I've got a good cop whisper story from our time living in Seattle. We had gone up to Squamish to climg and even though it rained (of course) we tried to make a go of it at the Smoke Bluffs. Aafter the usual Burger and Fries climbs I tried to make my way up The Zip - in driving rain (a 10A beautiful finger crack) but slipped off and tweaked my knee bad (5 ACL surgeries on 2 knees) so - I limp bak to the truck - 3 beers and 2 vicodin later I am snoring away under a blanket while my wife is jamming away to the Dead and drinking a beer in the truck with the motor running in the parking lot. In comes "The Fuzz" - young guy about 24 years old. Saunters up to the window and proceeds to hit on and flirt away with my HOT wife while I am sleeping it off in the back. I wake up just as he is telling her that he is letting her off with a warning and not to drive anywhere until later - when he gets off at 7:00 - and where they should meet up. She plays it off like a champ - laughing away and saying "OK - I'll be there - as I spring into the front seat and say "Thanks for the warning - we'll be safe and stay right here - as#@&%e!" The look on his face and the red color of his skin still makes us laugh every time we bring up that story. Here she is breaking hearts and taking names.
Other great pictures from post #s 41 -60 @ Washington Climbing Appreciation Thread!
#C beach, BooDawg yKntTppj ++ Reilly
Mountain climber
Monrovia, CA
Feb 25, 2010 - 10:13pm PT
Mr Lionheart,
You talkin' ta me? Huh?
Credit: Reilly
I thought I scared ya off for gud! So, ya want more? :-D
Yeah, you've already been immortalized here, lol.
ps
I expect Sir Mastadon will rear his shaggy head here shortly.
MazamaRick should check in too. Nobody else bothers that I know of.
pps
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=1075402&msg=1089932#msg1089932
pps
You'll get yur lies, for sure! ^8*
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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 - May 8, 2016 - 02:46am PT
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^^^Nice set of pix, Gnome!
I don't care for Foghat, though.
the Rev showed up today and I put ten in the tank in Catheys Valley and struck off into the scenic foothills.
Slowly we cruised...
And low...
And they said he couldn't hit the side of a barn...
the Rev after either an orange barrel or purple haze, I don't remember.
It was cloudy. I ought to have checked my settings but I got what I shot on the fly, mostly, because the Rev almost never stops.
We made a HUGE circuit and wish we'd had time and the inclination to take Pendola Gardens Road instead of following the quicker Old Toll Road -Hornitos Road link-up from Highway 49 to Hornitos.
I mentioned to Jeff that Rotting Johnny had mentioned Pendola Gardens on ST. I also told him that RJ knew Millis and appreciated his fine renditions of others and his crude but honest sh_tjokes.
Honestly, Jeff cracked up after running the name Rotting Johnny by another time or two. He busted out laughing and looked for a bit a lot like he did in the pic above. Different ball cap, though. And he was straight.
I was not, however.*z00m-z00m*
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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these, last 3 are from the very good second to last page of the CHUCK CLANCE, appreciation thread.
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