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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Dec 18, 2012 - 11:30pm PT
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The best in the new year and God bless us, everyone.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Dec 19, 2012 - 04:14am PT
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Ain't got a raisin,
Ain't got a clue,
All I know
Is you're crazy. too.
Mark & Ferdy/Marijuana Blues and Reds and Greens and Purples and zBrowns
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MFOcaec3aoU
Pretenders/Goodbye
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Ds7gglUXf
Was George Anderson crazy? Was Batso?
ANDERSON DECEMBER 23, 1865 Mariposa Gazette (submitted by W Disbro)
At the county Hospital, on Thursday, Dec. 21st, G. F. ANDERSON, aged about 40 years.
George ANDERSON May 24, 1884 Mariposa Gazette ( submitted by W. Disbro )
Death of a celebrity,- In the Stockton "Independent" says; "George Anderson, a native of Melrose, Scotland, aged 47, and for a long time a resident in Yo Semite Valley, died there on the 10th inst., of acute pneumonia. He was a man of pluck and daring, being the first to climb South Dome, and it was to his skill and perseverance that it's ascent was made possible to others. He was latterly engaged in building a wide passageway from the floor of the Valley up to the Vernal and Nevada Falls, which, being cut in the side of the granite walls, required blasting most of the way.
G. Anderson at left, after slack-lining practice.
Goodbye
by Steve Earle
I remember holding on to you
All them long and lonely nights I put you through
Some where in there I'm sure I made you cry
But I can't remember if we said good bye
I recalled all them nights down in Mexico
The one place I might never go in my life again
Was I just off somewhere just to hide
But I can't remember if we said good bye
I only miss you every now and then
Like the soft breeze blowin on from the Caribbean
Each November I break down and cry
But I can't remember if we said good bye
I recalled all them nights down in Mexico
The one place I might never go in my life again
Was I just off somewhere just to hide
But I can't remember if we said good bye
Good bye
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Dec 19, 2012 - 05:36am PT
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hey there say, mouse...
wow, thanks much for this info on george anderson...
i always enjoyed learning about him...
George ANDERSON May 24, 1884 Mariposa Gazette ( submitted by W. Disbro )
Death of a celebrity,- In the Stockton "Independent" says; "George Anderson, a native of Melrose, Scotland, aged 47, and for a long time a resident in Yo Semite Valley, died there on the 10th inst., of acute pneumonia. He was a man of pluck and daring, being the first to climb South Dome, and it was to his skill and perseverance that it's ascent was made possible to others. He was latterly engaged in building a wide passageway from the floor of the Valley up to the Vernal and Nevada Falls, which, being cut in the side of the granite walls, required blasting most of the way
say, just saw your email come in... works very veryyyyyyyyy slow, will see if i can get to it, now... and see if it will WORK...
i am still sewing, hand-sewed-blanket thing... :)
just made crabapple tapioca, :)
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healyje
Trad climber
Portland, Oregon
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Dec 19, 2012 - 05:52am PT
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...required blasting most of the way...
From everything I've read here on ST it strikes me that's exactly how most El Cap routes were conquered as well.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Dec 19, 2012 - 08:04am PT
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When Ariel was little, he had a pop-up book on dinosaurs (he called them disonores) and one of the pages said "Tyrannosaurus rex had arms so short he couldn't even scratch his chin".
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Dec 19, 2012 - 08:06am PT
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Objects in this thread appear closer than they really are.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Dec 19, 2012 - 08:47am PT
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Since, as yet, we have no snow on the ground, I present you with this snowy egret to help you leap into the solstice (or the end of the world--whichever should come first)
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Dec 19, 2012 - 09:06am PT
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Just read you post about Skeeter and Ron. I hadn't heard the name Skeeter in a long time. He was the one who showed me to my cave in Yosemite where I lived the winter of 71--guess you can "chalk" that one up to Skeet too
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Dec 19, 2012 - 12:23pm PT
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Bingo! Another connection via recollection.
Did you realize George Anderson or John Muir may have taken a liking to that same cave? I don't think I'd find Jeff's old one very easily. I was only over there under the Sentinel four or five times, just because we didn't head there often to visit him--leave no trail, first rule, show no light, second rule, STFU, third rule. Don't feed Air-Wick, the local cave-dwelling skunk, ever, or he'll just want more.
Did I say Sentinel? I meant Washington Column or Inconceivable Buttress, probably. There's cave sites all over.
I loved the little TRex, Gypsy!
Bevin was absolutely terrorized by ET's poster on our wall, and I had to take it down...
neebee: Here's another snippet about George Anderson. There are two invlved in Yo Se Mite, one is buried in the pioneer graveyard near the Visitors' Center, but he is not the Half Dome pioneer. He must be buried in Stockton, is my guess. I have some info on that here someplace.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Dec 19, 2012 - 12:46pm PT
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Not today. I cannot leave my son alone for that long. Neither he nor I have a telephone at this point so he has no way of calling anyone for help if he needs it. So I am sticking close to home. You will be hearing an archived show today. Sorry. Hopefully by next week I will be back at it.
I don't want to make this sound like an arduous task. I adore Ariel and he is a joy to be with. We enjoy a lot of the same things and we love to talk about books and Ken Burn's documentaries, politics, etc. He teaches me so many things.
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Dec 19, 2012 - 04:29pm PT
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Hah - just as I thought.
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Dec 19, 2012 - 06:03pm PT
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This guy wasn't officially in the Flames, but here he is
12-10-1965 San Diego Civic Theater
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Dec 19, 2012 - 06:21pm PT
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The Rev was understandably bored. The "adventures" were just mundane, the sex was passe, and the centerfold is missing.
The Protocols of the Mice from Merced is far more didactic.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Dec 19, 2012 - 11:22pm PT
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Taken in an ancient chestnut forest in Corsica
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zBrown
Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
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Dec 20, 2012 - 12:00am PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Dec 20, 2012 - 05:32am PT
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This is a great spot for this. Dead Center.
Norwegian, this'n's fer u. Happy New Year, feller.
Provided to us per Throwpie.
When you're dead...
When you’re dead you’ll get to do everything you didn’t have time
to do while you were alive.
You’ll finally have time to yourself, you must promise
to become very selfish.
I see before me: ”Don’t think I intend just to sit
here and rot.”
Finally you get to tell the president and the minister of defense
what you think of them.
Not to mention your wife, who ”stole your life.”
You’ll be free as the gull you loved to watch
through the window of the sauna.
You’ll circle the globe and visit other exotic
places.
For God’s sake, marry the miller’s daughter, that was
always your secret wish.
You’ve begun your elocution lessons by correspondence, your
mouth full of stones like the great masters.
Toward fall you’ll compose a string quartet for grass fire,
night frost, compost and sunset.
Like Wittgenstein you will learn to whistle all Schubert’s
lieder and symphonies except Alte Kameraden.
--CLAES ANDERSSON
Yeah, who need Alte Kameraden? Or Neue Freunde for that matter?
No Man Is An Island
No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thine own
Or of thine friend's were.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
--John Donne
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