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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 20, 2015 - 07:39pm PT
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Sausalito News
July 4, 1914
INTREPID AVIATOR FLIES OVER MOUNT WHITNEY
Silas Christofferson Sets New Altitude Record of 15,728 Feet
Bishop.
Silas Christofferson successfully crossed the summit of Mt. Whitney, America's highest peak.
He topped the peak at an altitude of 15,728 feet on his second try, establishing by his great flight a new American record for altitude.
His time from leaving the valley and returning and attaining this altitude,
covering a distance for forty-five miles, was fifty-six minutes.
He left Lone Pine on his successful flight at 8:21, rounded the mountain at 9:05 and landed at 9:17.
This Christofferson was the pilot of the first SF to LA flight as well as pioneering aviation in Oregon.
Silas Christofferson
http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=pv&GRid=19878062
Bouquet, Beachy, Christofferson
http://looking-for-mabel.webs.com/5aviators.htm
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 20, 2015 - 09:03pm PT
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Alternate history-makers.President Lincoln.
President McCarthy.
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Feb 20, 2015 - 11:45pm PT
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hey there say, gypsy... wow, great scanning job!
hey there to ferralfae... and all...
thanks mouse, mice stuff here in the ol' pics...
and--say, tobia... where are you... :)
would say, where are ya', as in regular talk-lingo, but it
sounds so rude, on type... :)
well, where you, meaning, there is lots of NEAT mule photos here...
hope you stop by to see them... check back a page, too... :)
happy good eve, all... just being busy, but things will toney down a bit, after this month...
just had lots of catching up, on house stuff here... :)
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 21, 2015 - 01:49am PT
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The many many climbers, I have heard about and the one or two + that I knew well persons dear to many too have died on that choss pile, Kevin Bien! He was the greatest nee bee go read the "mayor of the Gunks Appreciation thread he was so much to so many here but to his sweety he was of course the entire world, when she came home with out Kevin it was worse for the climbing world than even to ins death no disrespect but Kevin was super safe all top rope since sizeures from a bad fall in '69?? I think oh please do not flame me on this it all always tears us up but I tell it true the world stopped when Tobin and Kevin died
Nee bees bless you!! Zb too,I know that it iz a painters dream of lite, white ,blue rocks mica reflect ing light and ice ,snow a peak of ultimate desire, it has kilt to many even a great lady climber for me to love that one peak among the thousands that I can look at that one I hate to look upon,
I told mouse and every one here back pages Why , such a personal share it would drive many a Man to despair and cause the unretreatable, climb, a step to oblivion, but my soul is missing a chip
No shame in it for me in the Tower of London to die there at an early age not that I hve not lived torturous medical procedures later in life some times it is nice to share un cryptically
Thanx mouse keep it between us please but bar that in '62 a plane blew up from dynamite its tail blowing off mid flight, and took a famous tailor who was flying I think to Kansas city??
Argh the Shablet has a freak out point and diaper what's been tapped down it is its cut and paste function that always lets me down and produces in me a ache, but looks a though I have a head injury, some contend I must
Ever been hit by lightning? That is a thread I should start - fishing for the Stanley Smigel
Who climbed Evry where but the ditch as far as I know, could never figure out why?
Seems that fair weather friends are the curse of you and I, I love real and true too easy and have been hurt so many times I now only have animal become human friends who I spoil till the cry uncle and the vet tells us no, none table scraps
Pancreatic attacks. From proteins, and fats, no more table srcaps for the unconditional love of my life she is fifteen!!
Tonight right now on the Telly a dog is being saved by CPR ohh my what a save!!
Aric, a doggy malidie a hart condition, in DOGZ! Have you ever seen the tv show
Whaddyado!
It is an up all night or up inthe wee hours show it is after four am here now, and they just keep playin fascinating stuff
Thirty chest compressions to two life breaths and like all cpr keep at it and pray!
The ARVC is the hart malady auto correct is a major pain in the but the Shablet share ugh!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 02:12am PT
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"That's no ordinary kitty...that's the most foul-tempered and nasty creature..."--Monty Python
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 02:35am PT
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This is a different Maureen from the one who married my climbing pard.
They had an epic together at the top of Royal Arches in the seventies.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 02:42am PT
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 21, 2015 - 04:38am PT
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Burst'Pipe
'too fuzzy in the cold the camera
says
"could not correct Image"
It does get a little easier the higher that you climb, this was far more hazordous than it might appear,. Each single finger pad, sized edge was coated with a thin veneer of ice.
It was -8 yes eight below zero without accounting for wind chill.'
Pray for me to STOP !
Toast, drink n' 'more, to my memory, name a climb after me
Over looking New York City on the Pallisades rising from the banks OfThe
Hudson River the home ofthe Gnome Ofthe Diabase
Speak of the passion of the climbers who left us in 2011 & 2014!
Say cheers and give a toast & Puff to
my name when the last rays of the sun are setting on a day of great sends
I desever some cheers as I was saved by rock and roll, climbing never did me in
Climb safe and prosper, it is the best nothing we can do!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 05:48am PT
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Let it rest.
RIP.
Let it be.
Can't you see?
We have all been here before.
With you Big Jim could mop the floor.
And this is not Bitch Central, as I interjected.
The places you mention are protected.
From the likes of them who can and them who rant.
Who are we to believe?
This is NOT the place to create dissent, unrest, and clamor.
It is a bower, not a bastion.
We are not at war.
Especially with iconic names.
Come to an Oakdale Fest without a mask
Introduce yourself and take "them" to task.
But don't do it here in my sandbox-not-a-soapbox.
I get to rant, not you.
I'm the decider.
I have spoken.
Thank you for listening.
Also, thanks for sharing the passion.
But I'm just too fawk'n tired and have no fight left in me.
Moderate, Goderate. Sheesh!
This has nothing to do with anything just said.It's just a nice old photo from my favorite resident of Foresta, Miss Sargent.
Just like this one.
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Gypsy
Social climber
Usually behind the camera
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Feb 21, 2015 - 06:01am PT
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Randy's dad was a combat correspondent during World War II and later a professional photographer. He was in Hiroshima about two or three days after the bomb. I never met him as he died at age 45 of cancer when Randy was 18.
This is one of his photographs. I thought you would like it Mouse since you seem to like old photographs. And even though it is in The Flames thread, it doesn't seem too inflammatory.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 06:21am PT
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It's da bomb, Gypsy!
Tanks!
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 21, 2015 - 07:57am PT
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Sorry sir I am so sorry to have used the flames as my palate over night,
Trying to fight the good fight with the Shablet I had hoped to move it out here before even you saw it!
but pipes burst
life sucks and this had, as it should,had to take a back seat
I am out of towels and the shut off is frozen under two feet of snow
Ignor the holy boulders rant every one
I will take it down !
I will soon as I can copy it by hand to Daddy'O's note book!
Anyone else use books of paper?
Why, why, why
Nancy Carrigan cry!! After Jeff Tooley smacked her in the knee with a pipe.
And big Jim is like my uncle Hans or grandpa Fritz, not to worry his sense of humor stil, well six years ago was tolerant of puney me
I have a call !!
Let's bastardized it though
Grockenhasseblad!!
It is a special
A sandwich at Charlie's deli? I don't think so!
Strange guide book referance ment to insult the father of fee climbing FEE or a pitence to
offset the threat that big Jim presented
That was Mohonk '61 or '62, then it became a preserve
Big Jim has no sense of humor about that I know !
Oh no I'm still raving mad and the pipe the pipes are calling
Me impercuneum, will bang a gong befor a bong although
I am clearly out of my mind now!
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 10:36am PT
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pipes are froze
I'm all a-doze
don't freeze yer toes
yeh, you got woes
good luck widdat shuddoff
don't be thinkin' schmirnoff
it's a ridiculous 52 here
it's all overcast uncleare here
Doc Plummsit.
My jury duty is done for another year...the guy plead to a lesser charge and they sent us home without even seating us.
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Gypsy
Social climber
Usually behind the camera
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Feb 21, 2015 - 12:37pm PT
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Temperatures are cccccccccold here in the Blue Ridge. I would rather be hiking in the rain in merry ol' england again...or better yet lost in the maquis of Corsica...
The brown thrasher is a migrating bird and the state bird of Georgia. I never see them in my garden except in the summer. Looking out my window today, there was a brown thrasher sitting on the bird bath. One very confused bird I would say. Or perhaps he wanted to go ice skating on the water in the birdbath. Dunno..
https://www.flickr.com/photos/gypsyflores/4519627764/in/photostream/
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 21, 2015 - 01:03pm PT
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!Gee gnome, ice climbing using only hands and feet. Where do we send the news vans?
Gotta watch the slippery stuff, this guy went postal on it. Maybe they'll just Skype ya.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Feb 21, 2015 - 01:19pm PT
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You will love this one my kids got me a subscription to a rag and it never comes Can you C I need to keep
My anonymity cause I'm known for going postal.
if I can track my mags down I might try and make a stink
The best description of me came from Yabo who said if you ever get to full size that guy is gonna be in real trouble,
He was explaining not who he was but why he came up on the end of my line like a big Blue Marlin as opposed to the rainbow trout I was expecting, he said I laid the fvcker out in front of the girls he was flexing for instead of belaying you when you started hanging off the anchor I thought he was gonna drop YA!,
(I was goofing around celebrating the send) I thought he was gonna drop Me too!
What is the whole green dragon,> Mr Natural >Point beyond>Cosmic Comedy to the top three pitches called? That is what we did.
As I read it the apron and rockfall help keep smokin duck's employees very busy??
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zBrown
Ice climber
Brujò de la Playa
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Feb 21, 2015 - 07:14pm PT
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Anjuna Market in Goa 1975
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 08:21pm PT
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Life is precious.
Is it wise to risk it?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtbzvn0umEo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJfHnLHUhdA
All this swearing and violence on TV has sent me over the [expletive deleted] brink.
And the lyin'. Don't forget the lyin'.
aH HuMPBuG!
It’d take too many hours
Too many ice cold showers
To take away the pain
In the end I’d still be retchin’
Over truth that they be stretchin’
Cable news is so darn vain
They seldom take the middle
They’re biased just a little
And stupid in the main
With the lies that they are spreadin’
You’d think that we are headin’
As a species down the drain.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Feb 21, 2015 - 09:23pm PT
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With out the possibility of death there is no adventure.
--Words to that effect from Reinhold Messner.
Adventure has dumbed down
It’s sad to see things like Big Mike and Sandra’s epic on Sunnyside Bench.
It’s even sadder to see the lame attempt which I made on Boxing Day in 2013 with my niece.
The route-finding there is the main problem, the descent is the adventure.
On easy routes there are lots of roots, trees, boulders, some worn hummocks and really greasy holds and WAY TOO MUCH CHALK, but that’s understandable IF chalk really combats grease, which I don’t think it does.
I might talc about chalk later in a rant somewhere but this is about how not to cheat yourself of the possibility of adventure on your next climb.
First of all, choose a route you’ve never been on before. This should be obvious and it has unlimited potential.
Second, don’t choose a route which has a lot of high numbers. Why? You want to spend all morning on one little sequence or do you want to get up the thing? And you may be glad because there are only so many daylight hours.
Which brings us to the fun stuff. When did you last replace the battery in your headlamp? Or do you remember? If you don’t remember, then by all means toss the thing into the ruck. Rely on your native luck.
Do you have a head band? You should. They are cool as f*#k [expletive deleted]and if you take pictures even on easy climbing you’ll probably look better in the shots. Helmets are basically anti-adventure.
Plan on getting off the climb in just a few hours. This works better if you are a week-ender. There are more excuses for screwing up and no one will expect any better showing from a WEEK-ENDER.
This will mean going with minimal water, no sweater or wind-breaker, and no tennies for approach and descent.
Take just one rope.
Take a large rack, of course.
You bought it, use it as much as you can.
The more pro you stick in the more time it takes and the more your chances for adventure increase.
NO GUIDE BOOK! De rigeur.
NO CELL PHONE! Sheesh [expletive deleted] Criminy!
GO-PRO if ya got one and if ya never used it before.
Leave some food in the back seat of the car for luck.
Have a good time.
Cheers, berg heil, and don’t forget the bum-wad.
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