Dru

Soak that fucker in a mix of bleach and water overnight then squeeze a bagload thru it and the greenies should flush right outa there. In fact if anybody wants a Nalgene I got one for ya that I cleaned that way. Just ignore the skull and crossbones drawn on the side

I heard that 98% of Trask's DNA is identical to chimpanzee DNA. No really, I think Godot is a better comparison than John Galt. Vlasdimir and Estragon are always hanging around waiting for the dude to show up... he tells them he's gonna but he never does. And Trask has said he's gonna be at HOW MANY pub clubs, rope ups etc. now but has reportedly never appeared...

What luck! The southern valley Make snow fragrant. I know they arent 5-7-5 but thats cause of translation! A autumn wind More white Than the rocks in the rocky mountain. From all directions Winds bring petals of cherry Into the grebe lake. Even a wild boar With all other things Blew in this storm. The crescent lights The misty ground. Buckwheat flowers. Bush clover in blossom waves Without spilling A drop of dew.

Yup #2.

The History Of One Tough Motherfucker

When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights;-- When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky shore;-- When Storm-clouds brood on the towering heights Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore:-- Then, through the vast and gloomy dark, There moves what seems a fiery spark, A lonely spark with silvery rays Piercing the coal-black night,-- A Meteor strange and bright:-- Hither and thither the vision strays, A single lurid light. Slowly it wanders,--pauses,--creeeps,-- Anon it sparkles,--flashes and leaps; And ever as onward it gleaming goes A light on the Bong-tree stems it throws. And those who watch at that midnight hour From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower, Cry, as the wild light passes along,-- 'The Dong!--the Dong! 'The wandering Dong through the forest goes! 'The Dong! the Dong! 'The Dong with a luminous Nose!' Long years ago The Dong was happy and gay, Till he fell in love with a Jumbly Girl Who came to those shores one day, For the Jumblies came in a sieve, they did,-- Landing at eve near the Zemmery Fidd Where the Oblong Oysters grow, And the rocks are smooth and gray. And all the woods and the valleys rang With the Chorus they daily and nightly sang,-- 'Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green, and their hands are blue And they went to sea in a sieve.' Happily, happily passed those days! While the cheerful Jumblies staid; They danced in circlets all night long, To the plaintive pipe of the lively Dong, In moonlight, shine, or shade. For day and night he was always there By the side of the Jumbly Girl so fair, With her sky-blue hands, and her sea-green hair. Till the morning came of that hateful day When the Jumblies sailed in their sieve away, And the Dong was left on the cruel shore Gazing--gazing for evermore,-- Ever keeping his weary eyes on That pea-green sail on the far horizon,-- Singing the Jumbly Chorus still As he sate all day on the grassy hill,-- 'Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green, and their hands are blue And they went to sea in a sieve.' But when the sun was low in the West, The Dong arose and said;-- --'What little sense I once possessed 'Has quite gone out of my head!'-- And since that day he wanders still By lake or forest, marsh and hill, Singing--'O somewhere, in valley or plain 'Might I find my Jumbly Girl again! 'For ever I'll seek by lake and shore 'Till I find my Jumbly Girl once more!' Playing a pipe with silvery squeaks, Since then his Jumbly Girl he seeks, And because by night he could not see, He gathered the bark of the Twangum Tree On the flowery plain that grows. And he wove him a wondrous Nose,-- A Nose as strange as a Nose could be! Of vast proportions and painted red, And tied with cords to the back of his head. --In a hollow rounded space it ended With a luminous Lamp within suspended, All fenced about With a bandage stout To prevent the wind from blowing it out;-- And with holes all round to send the light, In gleaming rays on the dismal night. And now each night, and all night long, Over those plains still roams the Dong; And above the wall of the Chimp and Snipe You may hear the sqeak of his plaintive pipe While ever he seeks, but seeks in vain To meet with his Jumbly Girl again; Lonely and wild--all night he goes,-- The Dong with a luminous Nose! And all who watch at the midnight hour, From Hall or Terrace, or lofty Tower, Cry, as they trace the Meteor bright, Moving along through the dreary night,-- 'This is the hour when forth he goes, 'The Dong with a luminous Nose! 'Yonder--over the plain he goes, 'He goes! 'He goes; 'The Dong with a luminous Nose!'

Like Mark Twight says in Extreme Alpinism - "There is a way to modify a GriGri to make a device that can be used as a solo belay device for a free climbing leader, but I wont tell you how to do it here, nor will anyone else. If you need to do it you will figure it out."

You can use it but I would recommend spending the money you would spend on such a device, on beers for a belayer instead.

if you are hoping do do waterfalls this week you better have your kayak handy cause there will be lotsa whitwater on your route.

Looks like a pair of depends.

The big disadvantage with backing up, is that 1) if you clip in to the backup like when jumaring, you may not have enough weight of rope between the back up and the self belay to gravity feed when you move, leading to you having to take a hand off the climb to hand feed ; 2) if you rap back down your single line to work the route or climb adjacent route, you have to take all the knots out before rapping over them, and if you pull the rope up, the knots can jam or get stuck. Ive heard petzl Shunt works great for self belay but feed is not quite as smooth as Ushba. Ive also used Grigri but found I had to hand-feed the whole way which was annoying.

I also use the Ushba Basic. One refinement, is to use a 1/2" stock Maillon/Quicklink instead of a biner to clip it to your harness, as this is a) stronger and b) much less likely to crossload than the biner. Dont forget to a) pad the TR over the lip and b) take prussiks in case you cant get back on the rock.

like i said above, normal, healthy people do not even get sick from ordinarily encountered levels of cryptosporidium.

HOW DO YOU KNOW IT WAS NEW SMART ASS? YOU SOME SORT OF GUIDEBOOK OR WHAT??? I think there were at least 62 descents of that route over the Years. Including some Sakatchewan Rough Riders. Its pretty funny how Ray starts a new avatar, tells me the pword, I make one sarcastic post with it INCLUDING SOME FACTUAL INFORMATION namely that the remains of crashed Flight 810 (which had members of the Sasak. Roughriders football team on board) did tumble down this gully, and poor old avatar is banned!!!! No one ever called it free speech I guess. Since apparently an avatar can get deleted for innocuous self-slander like that I will say no more Apparently at least one other person got the joke judging by my PMs anyways.

Football players dont bite each others ear off during the scrums - rugby is the real hardman sport. American football is basically just sumo wrestling 99% of the time anyways. Big fat guys run at each other, grab each others asses, one falls over, then they do it again.

Its Rugby minus the soul.

i'm winning the Smokea Bowl right now!!!!

Ape muscle is 12 times stronger per lb. than human muscle, i read somewhere. Or maybe a 150 lb. gorilla is 12x as strong as a 150 lb. human - I can't remember exactly. We got the brains and they got the bananas.

Lets do an experiment, have DFA drink a gallon out of the Crooked River at Smith and see what happens!!!

Cryptosporidium, in all but sewage-level concentrations, is only a threat to those with suppressed immune systems, the elderly, and infants. which is good cause it present in most water sources in BC and aside from filtration there is no good way to remove it. But again, for like 99.9% of us it is not a problem to worry about. Although, if you are North Battleford, Saskatchewan, and the town upstreams, sewage system malfunctions, you might see 21 people die from it...

The Coast Range is 1) a range of dinky hills in Oregon and California, 2) a range of choss infested blackfly nests in Alaska. The Coast MOUNTAINS which extend from Fraser River to Skagway, Alaska, are pretty sweet though.

There is a story in Middendorf book on big wall climbing about a female climber having a hook pop off as she moved up on it, and it caught on her t shirt & bra and ripped it down to her waist resulting in some full frontal chest nudity. I dont know if that is true or not but its a good extra reason to look if you hear someone whippin' on aid.

only 40% of people will ever develop giardia symptoms. the rest of us can carry it with no ill effects, and we dont need filters. after watching various partners drink out of creeks i drank out of, then gt ill, i guess i am in the lucky 60% or all the alcohol killed off the bugs

Alpine that thing up there by Harrison Lake that other thing on the other side of Harrison Lake that Homathko Icefield thing Sport scrub bolt and climb that thing in Cheakamus Canyon (x3) Trad some stuff at squamish i guess - i still have never been on Apron Strings, Split Pillar or Crescent Crack, better do those or they will revoke my squamish local status. ice synchroslurpee that thing south of lillooet that fern knows about crucible