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throwpie
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Berkeley
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wattymelon?
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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 - Jun 3, 2015 - 12:40pm PT
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Waddy Melones.
New Waddy Melones, pardon me.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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in case time hs left your eyes to tied to see
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=2606196&tn=680
the lit up one is all sorts of lit up and going down slow
but sure it was fun having Philo around
and I do not know who or what it was that set him off but SEE YA has a nice ring to it
YIKES OLD FOOLS LIKE ME BUT NOT YOU ANY MORE ANYWAY!If you want some beta on what is out there find Ian Jacobus, Merlin Larsen, Jim Damon,
All lived adjacent to or on top of rock
If you can find the intersection of mountain road and the end of spring town road in rosendale. . .
There is good climbed rock along the opening part of the rail trail, The first is
On the left facing towards New Paltz
( claims of ownership of this are false,Make them prove it the surveys of this land are contest-able,)
past that on the other side across fro m Cottage lane, is a short steep wall that climbs out the plumb line. There is a bit of traversing here but it is worthless in comparison to what lies beyond.
Then more at the river, by the trestle, /bridge.
Both at the waters edge and slightly up hill, which may be private?
Continue up Mountain road and as the road dips, passes a 'Street' on the right, and before it rises, there is rock on the road on the right,
(Be warned There has been a piece of property for sale at the point of entry to the ridge on that 'street' for at least twenty years! Why? Do not be drawn in by the lure, also the house that sits ON
The road ? Overlooking the 'subject piece?)
(the water works is off left thru the woods past the private property that lines the road. Check the tax maps and U.S.G. Topo maps, check some history of subdivision, most of the homes used to sit on small lots, this may have changed, there was a thirteen Acre property (Schwenk, I think.) that was a large parcel, the drive-way is on mountain rd on the left before you can see any rock.)
From here there is a lot of rock in every direction but the waterworks are across the road past the clutch of houses -The Bob Frestone and Dan Kuttaback (both spelled wrong.)properties, a parcel was 'split' off the Newer, right hand property to a preserve board member? I think.
These are the three houses off the road across a stream,
-This is if you are facing towards NewPaltz -
( small bridge to a parking area in front of two houses, one in front one on right, with a third (turquoise blue?) house farther back blocking view of the rock rift<img=110561824> that is the Hart of the Gunks.
if you go in down the rail trail
Look on google maps, find where Cottage Lane is marked, that is wrong, the long driveway that is marked by a street sign and shows dwellings at the end is Cottage Lane.
if you use it as a landmark the waterworks is a ten minute walk from the rail trail.
Should I include more ? It is all a great loop bike ride!
( also I think there is a street, Davis?? That also runs parallel to the rail trail.for a landmark,)
there was an old paved roadway into the old waterworks mine site,???
From a point, following a line from just past the cemetery on Springtown/Elting road, Heading across the road and eventually across the rail trail into the woods for less than a mile the first rocks will start to be just to your left,a ships prow like block and some(6) problems.
The best of the bouldering is to the right (or at the top of the hill) if you are looking up the rocky road-like trail,
Take a short piece of rope - seventy five to a100feet will do.
It is easy to find all sorts of rock, from the bouldering to 85foot leads, even some not so deep water soloing" . ..
Then there is :
The rock in the old 'church school parking lot??
Choss fests, and mixed lines on Joplinberg Mnt?
The old mine shafts that pump out cold air off creek locks road?
They are 'as good' as Kingston.
Sorry for this beta dump, but the mine shafts and full arches were 'mine' for the last ten years that I was around and then I left,now it looks like some houses back onto the cool shafts ?
is the rock where the "lady June"used to live ,way behind the Doug Hunter stuff (on Mnt. Rd) toward the river but not the falls or Ian's house
A known thing?
If not . . . Is Beverly still around? Or printer Bob?
They might remember . . . ?
So much rock in the out skirts of the Gunks ...,
Oh on ?? Rt 32 heading towards Kingston, after the Highway underpass,on the left in the woods a bit past where they took down the old pink house,
there is a 'corridor' of 40 foot limestone walls, both sides of the hundred foot long 'hallway' has dead vertical walls ready for 'Treatment!
Do not even mention Smiley road or the hills of Ellenville,& Liberty that hide Sandstone bluffs that
only Kieth and I ever touched,
why do I feel the need to spray about off the grid .... Because of the crazy over-crowding !
Oh ice caves Mnt? SAMs point? I did some climbs there and even took Richie R there. ., .
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feralfae
Boulder climber
in the midst of a metaphysical mystery
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By one of my favorite artists. :)
Sky writing with a quill pen. :)
for MFM, neebee, Gnome, zB, and us all
ff
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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hey there say, feralfae... oh my, it is lovely... thank you for sharing...
say, i just learned something new, as well, other than the art now...
i just tested out this guy:
and his music...
[Click to View YouTube Video]
wow, say, mouse... thanks for the share on henry gray and 'his cats' ...
wow... say, i read about him, now, on wikipedia... and
enjoyed some more music by him...
wow, and learned that he was with howling wolf and muddy waters, ...
and other etcs, too...
say, feralfae... mouse said to use the one song with the cat-dancing thread... i NOW wonder how our FLYING geese, would do with
the above, paino solo...
;)
will have to find some walking geese, at least... :)
once again feralfae, very precious art share, there... thank you again!happy good eve to all... got lots to do again this eve... as, spring is here, :) and yard work, does abound, a'midst the art... :)
email, when you can, we will compare artwork :))
WARNING... hee hee, do NOT try to do art, with this great music...
you will find yourself dancing all night, instead, :))
or, flying, if we were geese, :)
[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 - Jun 3, 2015 - 11:51pm PT
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If I post this, I don't want to see the aftermath.
I envision it inflaming some, disgusting others, and then the place degenerates into a living hell of personal attacks and agenda-boosting, plots, counter-plots, and violent arguments over where the light hits that lamp more dramatically, when it's on the table or the bookshelf, or if the chairs NEED to be centered, etc.
[Click to View YouTube Video]So let's not go there and just enjoy the music...very moving music, too, I feel.
I'm very gratified that Walking Bass has a walking pace, that Striding Piano has the ability to go faster and use different tempos and all, and that it appeals to neebee is doubly better.
That left hand boogie...don't get me started.
[Click to View YouTube Video]Not what you were expecting, I expect.
Nor is this, I hope.[Click to View YouTube Video]
It's one of life's most appealing ideas, that music and song make the work we gotta do less like work, or go faster and smoother, or "and so on."
"Forget about the words, Jake, just let the music say it. It's Chinatown."
And then along comes Ella, pooh-poohing all that.
[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 - Jun 4, 2015 - 01:07am PT
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http://digital.library.okstate.edu/mcdaniel/index.htm
WRITING POETRY ON NEW PAPER
Rich
alluring
this sudden change seems
sinful
too free and easy
for a Dustbowl Woman
I must walk carefully
on good paper
one word at a time
feeling my way down a
new path
not yet realizing
there are no inky crossouts
no roadblocks
of junk mail flyers
to slow my pen
 Wilma Elizabeth McDaniel
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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 - Jun 4, 2015 - 01:44am PT
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"Tourists thronged in by stage, in private conveyances, on horseback, bicycle, and foot....Travel statistics show that more than 10 per cent of all Yosemite visitors stayed at Camp Curry....
When [David] Curry asked the Southern Pacific agent in Merced for reduced train and stagecoach rates for Camp Curry employees, the man 'in a determined manner stated that Yosemite Valley was adequately accommodating all guests and that no rates would be made.' Curry saw the Washburn [owners of the Wawona Hotel] hand in the agent's refusal and soon associated himself with the D.K. Stoddard stage line, which gave a lower rate on tickets for employees and concessionaires. Stoddard ran a fast stage, eleven hours from Raymond, the last rairroad station, thus cutting out an overnight stay at the Wawona Hotel."--Shirley Sargent
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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 - Jun 4, 2015 - 06:25am PT
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^^^Merry Christmas, Alf!
Have a nice day everyone.
A little cloud stacked over the Sierra Nevada, but the rest of the sky's clear.
Race you to the crag?
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Greetings From The Hart Of The Schawngunks!
Puppies are so much work and gross work it is too. Barf and Pee and poo,all served up in the midst of whatever it is that you are doing that is the way of it it seems.
The little dog is all wiggles, licks and squeals of joy ,but don't let them think that climbing gear is a chew toy.
( or shoes! but they smell oh so good to a puppy)
the thing is the natural instinct for a pupo to chew, and that means everything, is the doggy way of learning.
When we took in, or more like took on - two hundred pounds of dog ' One a Nufoundland /Lab. mix and the othe a horse of a Doberman great dane mix , my 'Dobbie-danner',
the magnifecent SOLO! he looked somuch like that too.
(thanx for posting it mfm)
We gave them a chair and the matching ottoman to do with as they liked
It took two years to reduce the chair to match sticks, the Ottoman became the tug toy and it was the trainng from that that led to Blood sport!
The dogs would sit at the window and when the ol' gofer would stray and get all sun struck,
picking through the garden. Then the dogs would sound, we would open the door and they would fly out and grab that sorry burrowing varmint, and proceed to tear it apart between them.
it was a bloody thing to watch, that made me quweesy but the dogs loved it and the body parts hung nicely on a fence, to remind the Squatter that his fence was on my property and that we had bloody big, fierce dogs.
this was a good and need thing. . .
when that did not keep the ol' hippie azz, from the property i fired a .22 at a shovel of old iron the Pinging sound of the ricochet, was a report that no one could ignore.
thus a true battle ensued , I used mirrors against the lights that were directed at us the brightness of which violated code so were turned off but i left up the mirrors all inrows that looked like a cemetery .
A cematary that marked the encrochment of the illegal septic system that the smart ass judge awarded to me as it was placed on my property.
The problem with that decision was, that I did not want or need a septic system uphill from all the dwellings,(and above the well point) and far from where one could keep an eye on it, and stop it from being re-connected.
More than once we found it active, so then we would call the PoPo and make them look in to the sh!t hole.
Then we would film the response of the officers who would knock on the door of the offending 'spillage of pus' that was the neighbor.
Then, once notified, we were within our right to stop the illegal use of the extra septic system.
we would disconnect by using a board of tar coated wood, pushed down past & blocking off the pipe and then back fill to secure the closed pipe but leaving it "just so' to be able to detect any tampering.
Eventually the town got fed up and tried to raise the tax assessment, not the $$ yet but that would have followed.
so we contested and then the 'Pus' tried to sue us for the septic system!? They lost again, this time we were able to get the ruling that would make us whole, and compensate for the damages.
yeah, right?
how do you value a life time of climbing in the Gunks?
that has to end due to stealing land by deceptive surveys and corruption in the Assessors office?
well infact you don't . the saying - You can't fight city hall. . .
you move on, and cry about the climbing business that with out it's home base camp in the gunks, had no hook to lure in the clients.
back to solo the dog. . .
I tear up thinking of the twelve years that we shared.
Those years were the changing times, when I finally grew up, got real, then married (unreal again)
and moved away from climbing to raise the kids (in the first world,)
not that bracish back water hole
that holds the vast majority of the rock
that I have spent most of my life climbing on.
The spew from me about the place that is called the water wrks
is an off the grid - No guide in print ever, area.
That was for that dozen years my home, and the daily dog walk.
If it was dry then every day I would get at least some climbin' in, of one type or another.
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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 - Jun 4, 2015 - 01:35pm PT
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Right on. What else is there to say?
Observations and ruminations and Indian Nations are fit subjects for this great thread of ours, for sure. Is it under the sun? It's on topic. Is it hidden deep down in the cellar? We'll listen if you tell. Does it exist only in your mind? Let it be revealed here.
Anyone who wants to post on The Flames can. On virtually anything. Whenever you want. We are still looking for the limits of our toleration.
All we ask is that you try to be civil. Try. It's hard, I know, some of you are naturally bastions, and find it hard not to be mean and hateful and superior and hipper, but it's our one rule...and you don't need to shout, not unless you have Tourette's like that guy comes by every so often in the alley arguing with himself and insulting himself. We won't care if that's the case.
We don't have to advertise this great thread of ours with the adjective.
There are no Great Flames, anyway, so that's basically why. Just regular average is fine. Not too much New Age sensitivitity left to go around, either. It's all been absorbed by Mr. E, Survival, DMT and GoatBoy Smellz.
Having said that, here are some really avant-garde shots I've been saving for a low spot, which we are approaching. I hope they aren't too offensive.
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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 - Jun 5, 2015 - 09:24pm PT
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Wonderful picture of Survival on Facebook tonight, being kissed by his daughter. Must've said the right thing. Seek and find it yourselves.
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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 - Jun 5, 2015 - 09:53pm PT
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I don't particularly care for the choss at the top of your cliff, Gnome. Too dangerous without a helmet. You're nuts if you don't wear a brain bucket there! No one has been up to the top of Pinoche for a while, I'll wager.http://www.supertopo.com/tr/Brown-Peak/t12163n.html#comments
Long as I'm posting theis here, might as well blump it on the main page, too.
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Fine adds added up!
If I could say that my moments without a camera after attaching at the hip for months,
The cold turkey has got me . . .
As to the lack of buckets covering our noggins, you are right and
Thanx friend , it was not a test but yes I agree, but some who suffer pray to be released.
Da Free Rider, as legends go his is one of those quite giants from years ago in the back waters and long blasted into highway rocks, of our childhood.
The climbs we climbed, at trapp Rock like cliffs was often black and bullet hard, some of it super textured, and lazier cut smooth holds, as if polished by the the god Petra herself.
We were young, in our teens and separated by gulfs of experience. Also the areas that we climbed at were different zones, some of the best of the cliffs were
the ones targeted, in the way of, the coming high ways and were not in any ones back yard.
Da Free Rider and a few others saw the destruction for what it was a gerimandering of the upper northern NewJersey communities. Politics and Money. The palisades is caught up in this same quagmire ,
the cliffs name is
Craigmire!
Before the planned highway route was made public, hundreds of climbers had streamed by these cliffs for decades with out investigating them ,they were on the road to the Gunks.
I asked about this lack of local exploration, when I was in the presence of some of the oldest NJ climbers. They said that they were all part of a crew that every one envied at the Gunks. So it was more fun to make the run to the Gunks gang style.
The few leaders get a tiny bit of recognition in the Williams compiled history that are his guides. But he was very disparaging of all NJ climbers, and it took grand acts of bravery to smash Dick Williams perception of soft New Jersey roots.
The plain fact is the dirt and rocks were free and if you were out of the cities the Drew us like minded urchins and many of us hitched around to hillside cliffs that we heard about .
Eventually one would be at a ledge or the uberfall at the Gunks , and talk would stray to what real climbers waited to hear about
New stone near by home where no one else had climbed yet.
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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 - Jun 6, 2015 - 02:49am PT
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Got droogs?We told them to get off of our lawn!
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