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quote: Originally posted by mikeadam: Man Greg you walked right into that one I was trolling with stink bait.

quote: Originally posted by willstrickland: In the Oregonian today: Man sentenced for calling police officer a "pig". A man was sentenced to spend two hours in a pen-enclosure with a 350lb pig for calling a law enforcement officer a pig. What happened to freedom of speech? I believe this case would easily fit in the definition of defamation.While calling cops in general pigs would be okay, calling one particular cop a pig is considered defamatory. For more info:http://www.dancingwithlawyers.com/freeinfo/libel.shtml

quote: Originally posted by gregm: what's the third? One of them is fish. The other two are growing on you. (The last lines from the Zappa tune "Jumbo Go Away.")

There are three things that smell like fish...

From the C&S Climbing Index: http://www.cands.net/climbing.html "..all done solo-free on 1 nov.96 , ON the first attempt. It follows the obvious line on the most awesome ridge in this area. 5.9 (mostly 5.7), 25+ pitches, if you were to break the rope out." http://www.cands.net/pscrmcrk.jpg

?¿?riginally posted by specialed:Yes. The tooth fairy to be exact. In Spring I'm the easter bunny. if you were a good boy this year I might put some bolt hangars in your easter basket. [ 02-18-2002: Message edited by: specialed ] Where is the pic of that V10 you're sending?

quote: Originally posted by specialed: I like this one: [ 02-18-2002: Message edited by: specialed ] Why, are you some kind of fairy or something? [ 02-18-2002: Message edited by: ScottP ]

quote: Originally posted by specialed: I know this isn't a climbing pic but its a pic nonetheless: I personally appreciate the pictures that Tom has put up on his website. Particularly this one: I have never seen another pic that comes this close to conveying the huge amount of granite at the head of the Squire Creek drainage. This one doesn't show it all, but it does a good job anyway.Keep it up Tom. [ 02-18-2002: Message edited by: ScottP ] [ 02-18-2002: Message edited by: ScottP ]

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Knotted slings. [ 02-17-2002: Message edited by: ScottP ]

Mt Triumph?

Some alternate viewing for those of you about to be sick... http://homepages.tig.com.au/~mcgarry/paul/chphgall.htm

quote: Originally posted by Teogo: Hey Scott, I was near the base of the wall when that chunk-o-rock went through your ledge---a couple of friends had just finished traversing a pitch 200 hundred feet below when the entire area was sprayed with rock fall. After the thing roared through the forest like a freight train I looked up to see a huge swath of daylight peaking through the middle of your ledge. I don't suppose you saw the brown stain in Susan's undies too? She says that for some reason, she was sitting opposite of the way she had slept on the ledge. If she had been oriented in the same direction, she believes the flake would have cut her in two.

quote: Originally posted by Dru: The Valley is only good in the spring thru fall. Surprisingly, that's also the best time for Coast Mtns alpine climbing I never been to the Valley yet. No ripoffs, no bears in da car, no crowded lines, no rangers wit attitude, no overpriced deli, no poser scene, no shit bags flying down and smacking you onna head. Man I guess I have to hit the Ditch sometime I seem to be missing out on a LOT! Nothing you can't avoid, and if you haven't been there, you don't know what you're missing.There is some killer shit to do there. The left side of the Apron for example. I bet you'd have the place to yourself.

Six days into a trip into the Southern Picketts, I was awakened one night by something tugging at my hair. I have no idea what it was, but it must have liked what it tasted because it kept coming back.

quote: Originally posted by danielpatricksmith: You know, most of the fees are not really user fees at all. They are parking fees. If you don't leave a car at the trailhead, there is no way for them to collect the fee. Add an extra half hour or so to your walking time. It is my understanding that if you park a quarter mile or more from the trailhead, the pass isn't required.

A few years ago, I loaned my portaledge to some friends for an ascent of Uncle Ben's at Squamish. On the second pitch the friend I will call Winky is hooking through some expando flakes while the other friend I will call Dinky belays him from the comfort of my ledge. Not surprisingly, Eric, I mean Winky rips a snow saucer sized flake that passes between Susan's, I mean Dinky's legs on it's way to the ground, punching a hole through the floor of my ledge and cutting two of the suspension straps. Deciding it is time to bail, the two begin to rap. At the top of the last rap, the ledge, now stuffed in it's sack, becomes unclipped from the bottom of the haulbag and hits the ground end-first, bending two of the aircraft aluminum frame tubes. So, I get my ledge back totally knackered. Eric and Susan offer to replace it, but considering I only spent 165.00 US on the materials to make the thing, I couldn't rightly stick my friends with the price of a new commercial ledge. They did purchase and deliver all of the materials needed to repair the ledge, but in the end, I had to completely rebuild it.

This might be for another thread, but this one got me thinking about the most run-out of the friction routes I have done. Without a doubt that would have to be Grack Marginal on the Apron in the Valley. I remember counting 9 bolts (including belays) in three long pitches. We managed to place two or three cams as well, but it was pretty grippy being that far out.

quote: Originally posted by KeithKSchultz: (snip) I have a 7mm 60m half rope for soloing on less technical routes such as North Index Spire.(snip) Just where is this spire?

“How many times have I been up this trail?”, I ask myself as I stumble up the rutted spur road. I think back through my past ill-fated trips into this basin in search of the elusive twentieth classic. “Well, there was the first time...” Two days of cold, misty fog. Drinking vodka, smoking hash. Wandering around in a cloud-induced funk, taking pictures of wildflowers, my ice axe, Kevin’s bivi tent with him warm, dry, and fast asleep inside. Two long nights of misty fog, cowering in a leaky bivi sack, dreaming half-awake dreams of deserts while soundless lightning flashes Out There somewhere. We eventually end this masochistic endeavour and retreat to drier climes in the Enchantments. Round two: The sun does arrive, after two days of snow. Phil and Mike and I get on the route early carrying what could aptly be described as a sunny-day-in-cut-offs-on-a-5.5 rock rack and two short, ancient nine mils to find that; a) our hands and feet are quite numb and b) the north side traverses are coated with rime. We retreat, with me making ample excuses. At the base of the Coulior , I am beaned in the forehead by a fist-sized chunk of ice that comes out of Nowhere. But the sun is out, and we spend the rest of the trip lounging around, ignorantly traversing dangerous wet slab snow slopes, acquiring hellacious sun burns, almost climbing Sahale. “Third time’s a charm.”, it's been said. Kevin and I bail from the top of the technical root pitch on the approach trail after an hour of testing our positive mental attitudes against the torrential flushing the slate gray sky is bestowing on the entire state. “Never again.” I mutter as my soaked boots simultaneously cut loose from the wet clay beneath my feet.

A fairly work-friendly little article: http://www.theonion.com/onion3734/hijackers_surprised.html

quote: Originally posted by Stefan: Did you guys know that the average human head weighs 8 and half pounds? yeah, and the largest organ in the human body is skin.

quote: Originally posted by texplorer: remember Matt PP:There are climbers and then people who climb. What are you gonna be? A) Climber: no job, no girlfriend, 10,000 dollars of gear in the back of his nissan, and stoned. B) Person who climbs: decked out in newest Prana gear, reads R&I on weekend trip to Smith to pull pockets on Heinous cling while his hottie girlfriend belays him with her pink painted grigri. Person who climbs II: decked out in raggedy early 90's Rock Bottoms and stinky, holey fleece with shoegooed approach shoes, can't afford R&I and wouldn't buy it anyway. Climbs solo on class 4/low 5th routes because he can't get out often enough to have a regular partner.

Brody, I feel your pain... However, this is a public forum and since that is the case, you get what you pay for. Your request is likened to writing a letter to the editor of a newspaper asking everyone to drive a certain speed on the freeway or vote a certain way. You can certainly make the request, but it is a futile one for sure.

When climbing, I make a point of not focusing on what is below my feet. I focus on the current placement, movement and the next placement. Like Chuck says, know what your limits are. Know when to back off, and know how to downclimb, Like specialed says, mileage will provide you with these things.