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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 10:05am PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 10:09am PT
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I don't recall if we ever went to the Pinnacles with you Mouse. I don't think so.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 10:19am PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 10:28am PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 25, 2012 - 10:57am PT
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That's Mr. Hamm in the library, right?
These are fantastic shots, Gypsy. Much beholden.
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TGT
Social climber
So Cal
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Oct 25, 2012 - 11:07am PT
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Dick's truck! I remember that some of the photos included in the collage on it's side were a bit, well, very pornographic. A ranger instructed Dick to cover them up. He did...with cardboard flaps saying " do not look"
Was that spring of 70 or 71?
I remember the van and a big commotion in the parking lot.
of course we had to go over and lift up the "do not look" flap.
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 25, 2012 - 11:27am PT
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lots of focus on time around these parts lately.
our warriors travellin paths in beautiful motion, though hastily.
so in response,
i got up from my seat and departed the now,
for gawd im always aggresively pursuing that disaster of presence;
and i strolled away from my understanding,
away from my self,
and i explored the echos
that constantly chase me down the hallways of my life.
well, i found all these doors adjoining my thoroughfare of existence
and each one i opened, and peered fearfully into the spiritual closets.
you wanna know me?
read on.
im perfection and disaster in the same shoe.
ambition is mine, though so is surrender.
accomplishment? plenty!
failure? not immediately apparent though strongly present.
hope is mine, paramount. death is my halo, inviting.
fear is soul food.
comfort is poison.
clarity becomes of my mental complacency;
confusion becons my idle mind.
sorrow moves me.
happiness is foolish.
well-being is elusive,
the pursuit of which,
is life.
illness nourishes my ailing heart,
such that it beats upon a dynamic lie.
i love what might be,
i hate what is.
i do.
i do not be.
the mountains, i have found,
echo best my shouts
and have proven themeselves
as a most product unravelling realm.
--Norwegian at his best
ur a light. a flame.
the taco is ur lamp.
"Can I have one, Dad? I'll clean up his mess, I promise..."
"May I. Not can I. And yes, they poets be cheap to keep."
There are a lots of climbers who possessed tremendous artistic talents like Randy and like throwpie. And not just in plastic arts but in singing and playing, dancing and juggling and mimicking. Millis was a drop-out or a grad of some acting school and his frustration got the better of him and he came up to the Valley after that.
I think it's great of you to share. I thank all who've posted.
Denied, deplored, but yet besought & beckoned,
Death will look like the last & least of accidents.
Who would ask such an unwelcome guest to stay
When its persistence must be reckoned by the second?
-Hine the poet master
That was courtesy of Ed.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 11:56am PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 11:59am PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 12:02pm PT
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 12:45pm PT
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pyro
Big Wall climber
Calabasas
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Oct 25, 2012 - 12:50pm PT
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"classic clint hard as flint!", so you can't argue with that.
love the pic's
thank's for posting.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 12:54pm PT
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scuffy b
climber
heading slowly NNW
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Oct 25, 2012 - 01:18pm PT
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Thanks for keeping this thread going.
Good, warm vibes.
From time to time something gets jogged in my memory.
Makes me wonder how often we were in proximity without realizing it.
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 01:24pm PT
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there are lots of memories but very few photographs. Not many of us could afford cameras and film. Now with digital it seems everyone is a photographer. I just snapped a few photos in those days mostly of my baby growing up with those little instamatic cameras. Never took it very seriously until recently.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/gypsyflores/
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Oct 25, 2012 - 02:13pm PT
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While we're torturing ourselves about how young we once were...here's one of Peggy Lou and I with our new Bonnas. I believe we stumbled, slid and crashed out to Dewey Point that day. Circa 1972
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throwpie
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Oct 25, 2012 - 02:22pm PT
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Dick Ellsworth in front of our pad in Merced
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 25, 2012 - 02:57pm PT
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Throwpie,
I clicked to enlarge on that shot of you and Peggy?
This came up. WTF?
I went back, clicked it again, and this came up.
One last time.
The Ellsworth Effect! You lift up the flap, and there's your real actual life.
You're not gonna throw all that pie. Are you?
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Gypsy
Social climber
NC
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Oct 25, 2012 - 03:46pm PT
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mouse from merced
Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
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Oct 25, 2012 - 04:22pm PT
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I think he published a guide book with a red cover, like Roper, except it didn't have pictures.
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