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So it should stand....what, as a reminder of what can happen when greed for the summit becomes more important than respect for the mountain's natural defenses? Are you saying that once a mistake is made it shouldn't be corrected? Sounds like you have more respect for the bolt trail than for the mountain itself. Hey Pope when are you gonna head over to Colorado and fill in the carved bucket holes on Otto's Route with red-coloured cement? Hey Dru, your brain is on vacation and your mouth is working over-time.

So it should stand....what, as a reminder of what can happen when greed for the summit becomes more important than respect for the mountain's natural defenses? Are you saying that once a mistake is made it shouldn't be corrected? Sounds like you have more respect for the bolt trail than for the mountain itself.

He's one of the guys we can thank for unrestrained grid bolting, chipping, and a handful of other practices which are less harmful but still very poor form compared the clean-climbing ethic that used to encourage a more restrained and aesthetic application of bolts within the original concept of a first ascent (i.e. "ascent" implied climbing the route the old-fashioned way, starting at the bottom and getting gear on the way up if you could find it). You could probably still find Griffith's "Manifesto" or similarly hilarious drivel from the 1980's, such as when Rock & Ice reported that Christian Griffith and some other forgetable climber felt trapped by their own images and were intending to stage some kind of media event in which they would have their hair cut and then auctioned off (to whom?), the proceeds from which would be donated to the Access Fund (which, if you didn't know, promotes and encourages sport climbing and rap bolting in a way similar to a recently formed "coalition" of Washington climbers). I could go on. Here's a nice photo of the modest and approachable Christian Griffith:

I like Frank.... Me too.

I tried to like the stuff. It all kind of sounds the same...after about 30 seconds. "boom...bap...boom boom bap....yo yo Martha Falker....smacked my bitch up...etc., etc., etc. One day this repetitive stuff will fill dentist offices and elevators. Wanna hear something nifty, listen to something composed by Frank Zappa: dog breath/uncle meat

Figure a way to integrate these... with this .

Betcha can't guess what I'm wearing!

Weight varies with the length of the skid mark.

Yes, I believe they are.

Yo Dawg! Way to represent. More photos?

Pay attention, shit-for-brains. I didn't write that stuff.

exactly! there should be more superbowls. One of the best things about the mountains is that they tend to keep dope-smokin', tele-hat sportin', hemp-sandal wearing wieners out of my favorite sportsbar on Superbowl Sunday.

She won't go away!

KeeeRYST, I hate it when that happens too. Damn social events, damn community, damn fun. If you're a football fan, there's lots of things to hate about the superbowl. The championship games are usually better, and more meaningful to the fans because they're not played at a neutral venue. The half-time is WAY too long, and the commercial breaks are even longer than the regular season. But I don't see how people getting together to have a good time is worth criticism. Nothin' wrong with a little get-together...I like my neighbors real good! Just watch the damn game.

I'll be watching, but I can't help feeling like Seattle should be in there. The only thing I don't like about the Super Bowl is that it turns into this social event in our neighborhood. We have a party at our neighbors....kids running around, women catching up on gossip, then finally paying attention when those "clever" commercials come on (as if that's the attraction). I look around the house and think, "Who's watching the damn game?" Maybe Pink is right...too much hype. I think I like the play-off games better.

Don't argue with your wife. Just dicker.

Just before I got married, a wise friend advised me, "The sooner you lose the argument, the sooner she is happy, the sooner you get to go golfing." I later spent some time around him and his spouse. The guy was totally hen-pecked. After their kids moved out, they moved into a smaller home in which all of the furniture she had acquired would not fit. The solution? Put the furniture in the garage....but first they had to make space in the garage. The solution? Give up all of his power tools. He gave me a band saw for helping him move. I feel sorry for the guy. He's got a heart of gold and she just takes advantage of it.

I'm sick...fever, lung butter, etc. But I'm going to ride the mt. bike right about.....NOW!

where you get that? Starbucks used to carry them...I picked one up when I worked with Chirp. I've used mine every day for 17 years. It does a great job (truly grinds instead of chopping) and it operates quietly. Ask Chirp how to locate one locally. Or try ebay

Essential 'quipment for car camping: Zassenhaus

Whenever I make an adventure climb in dry country, I always make sure others in the party know that if we become stranded and run out of water, if we have to start drinking our urine, and if the other guys in the party run out before I do, I'm willing to share, but I make sure everybody understands....YOU HAVE TO USE A CUP!

Here's what else Jeff says....

"Clip-n-go!"

And a center.