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Last night I woke up from a dream that a crack head had broken down my front door and was in the process of entering the house. I awoke standing in our bedroom, fists up shouting "GET OUTA HERE YOU MUTHA F@CKER!!" Thankfully nobody woke up to see my display of macho manliness.

Burn your Schoeler clothing. Wear one piece cotton long jonns, cotton briefs, cotton socks, cotton gloves and rubber rain gear including a rubber fisherman's hat and converse high tops. Discuss..

I did the same thing right after arriving in Dublin. Those hosers all drive on the wrong side of the road!

Ok me and my little brother used to do this, I'll see if I can remember how it goes. I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I? And finally, sticks and stones may hurt my bones but names will never hurt me. Not very much anyway... Take it back you bastard!

Is Dave Schuldt's title anti-woman? Discuss.

Peter: I think being within 10lbs of "healthy" is not bad. If you are really concerned about it, go get your BF level tested. I hear that the old dunk tank is still the best indicator over electrical impedance and calipers. I have no idea where you can get this done. I think BMI is intended for the average Joe to see if he needs to lose a few pounds, not necesarily athletic types who might be carrying more dense muscle mass.

Sounds like a party to me!!!

I'd have cut the rope and trundled stuff down so he didn't have to suffer so much.

I have a pocket rocket stove by MSR. Cheap, light and dependable. I've used it at 10,800' on Rainier and for winter camping as well. The other stove I considered was the Brunton Crux. Folds up to fit in the cavity on bottom of a butane cannister. I decided against it because it was new on the market and not proven.

I just thank God you weren't kidnapped and held for ransom by the METH DEALERS! Can we get a new METHLAB REPORT FORUM

Wow that must be really embarasing. Strange stuff in the woods, hmm... Found a hermit camping in an old schoolbus miles from a driveable road. Said he just found it there, but, I think he really knows how it got there. METH DEALERS!

This expression always reminds me of Fozzy the Bear from The Muppets.

What can I say? I'm a really ungraceful wiperouter. I also snapped the red plastic heel elevator thingy on the other binding. Durrable does not necesarily equate to indestructable. I wonder if the idiot who installed them did something wrong?

Yeah right! We know exactly what you're up to CRACK PUSHER!

About halfway to Colchuck Lake I managed to take a good twisting fall with my binding locked in touring mode. Fortunatly, the base plate blew into several pieces instead of my ACL. I continued to slog along with the binding effectively in ski mode. It only released when traversing a tree well or making an akward traverse or whenever you really don't want your binding to release, but, anywho, it occurred to me (today sitting at my desk) that this may have been field repaired with the bit of ductape left over from "field repairing" the loop that holds the skin to the tip of my ski. That fix worked ok and had I done it sooner, I would have avoided breaking the base plate. The loops that came with the skins were a tad too big and the skins would work down my skis to form a big wrinkle of skin, glue, snow and little bits of lichen and branches (a big brake pad) that caused a couple of intense faceplants, including the one where I busted the base plate. Anyway, the fix on the binding would entail some rolled up ductape (maybe the size of a cigarette butt) placed under the prongs that "lock" the tour mode with a bigger piece of tape carfully slapped across the top of the ski from edge to edge to secure the "rolls" under the prongs. It may not have been perfect but, it might have prevented several inopportune releases and survied five or six switches between tour and skiing. Now I'm thinking I might just try the ductape fix and give it at field test (NOT!) Here's my question for the seasoned skiers. Obviously, there's a lot of moving parts that could break and turn your tour into a sufferfest. A repair kit would be handy but, what (besides ductape, duh) do you need specifically for a two - three day ski tour? I took an allenwrench that fit my length adjustment and a leatherman tool. Does anyone carry quick set epoxy? A little baling wire for broken boot buckles? Wax? Zip ties? Slide ruler? Jumper cables?

Looks to me like the streaker disguised himself as a ref to get on the field unnoticed. I wonder if he went so far as to design tearaway clothes? Streakers are cool but it makes you wonder about the security at the event

Went in to just short of Colchuck Lake on Saturday, a little icy and a lot of branches down through the woods on the approach. It snowed 2-3" durring the night so the descent was pretty speedy with minimal wipeouts.

I was feeling pretty dumb about breaking the one window until the next week when my buddy went to another friends house and used 10 gallons of gas to start a brush pile on fire. They had major windows to pay for.

When I was a kid, me and a buddy decided we'd save ourselves the task of hauling a load of old wood and composition shingle to the dump and just burn them in our field. My friend guestimated five gallons of gas should do the job as a starter. Fortunatly we were "smart" enough to end up running a gas trail back about 20' to light it from a "safe" distance. BOOM! It knocked us both over and threw burning shingles everywhere. Durring the explosion, I remember looking at my buddy laying on the ground trying to run with his eyes squeezed shut, not realizing he was laying prone on the ground. We ran around stomping the little grassfires out until we noticed we were spreading the fires by running around with burning composition shingles stuck to our tennis shoes. Several neighbors came down to see how many windows we had knocked out of the house and yell at us. I proudly showed that only one big picture window had sustained a crack. Fortunatly my folks had put storm windows over the rest of them. One neighbor had a shingle land up in a tree that we didn't notice. Burned a big hole in his Juniper hedge. Found out it takes about as long for a pile of composition shingles to burn as a stack of tires. A week to ten days. Lesson learned: Hoses are aid.

http://www.dolfzine.com/page632.htm these guys know grip training!

I'm with TTT. Nothing get's you going in the morning like an exploding can of boiling corn around the campfire! HOTCHA! One time we scored one end of the can and set it with the "weakened" side down. When it blew, a geyser of steam and boiling nibblets shot the tin can 50 - 60' in the air. It was awesome! Camping with my old highschool buddies was always so relaxing. Everytime the fire crackled or popped, everybody dove for cover.

mount si?

Jacket is gone.

Your system is too boring, how are you suppose to have an epic on toprope?