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English scrambles are built upon undercooked eggs and organ meats.

Home stuff, eh? I'd go with some jazz, to start: Stan Getz -- Pure Getz McCoy Tyner -- Blues for Coltrane Barney Wilen -- Live in Paris Art Blakey -- Indestructible Bobby Enriquez -- anything Gil Evans Monday Night Orchestra -- " "

Bill Nelson -- Vistamix swervedriver -- raise The Family Cat -- self titled fIREHOSE - Ragin' Full On Love Tractor -- This Ain't No Outerspace Ship

Hear, hear, TG. Too many good climbers have died on the drive home. Plus, effective acclimatizing takes way more than a few hours at the trailhead. Just ask anyone who really has problems with altitude. Of course, this leaves aside the question of why all the concern about speed? I can see reasons for doing things fast (limited time, window of good conditions, desire to travel light) but being in the mountains has so much value (especially if unhurried) that the whole idea of the speed ascent is unsavory to many of us. Some competition seems to spice up an otherwise mundane ascent, I suppose, but much is lost in approaching climbing with speed as the primary concern.

I have the Nikon 2500. It's 2.0 MP and seems to do okay, but the resolution isn't as good as I thought it would be. This is probably due to my lack of understanding on how it works (hope so) but that will be easy to figure out. The lens stores inside the body and the thing is very compact. With a 64 MB card, you can keep track of a lot of trips!

Jim is the ultimate anti-salesman, which is both amusing and a bit challenging. It's funny for me to look around my garage and realize how much of the stuff I now own I've purchased from Jim in the last 5 yrs. If you are in the market for tips on the best jazz, PMS is also the place to go...

Hmmm -- seems kinda steep to me, too. Perhaps you should do your spelling (or typing) again, TS.

The NB shop is Martin Volken's -- Jim used to share space with Martin at Pro Ski (90th & Aurora) until he got his own store going in the U Dist.

Tiblocs are a great addition to the rack for this reason (mong others).

South is probably the most straightforward, but all will require considerable scree misery this time of year.

The trail is kinda dark and dull but the upper part makes it worthwhile.

Wild Turkey

One of the Bukowski's I have I bought for .25 at yard sale; later realized it had a library pocket/card in the back! Yes, Neruda: "Is the rose naked? Or is that her only dress?"

The 10b crux is a couple of moves, as I recall. It's definitely steep, but the fat bolts are reassuring.

Too much experience with Bukowski. But a modest dose is advised, DFA: Novels: Factotum, Post Office, Women Poems: Love is a Dog From Hell Short Stories: South of No North Recently, Black Sparrow has published at least one or two books of his letters, as well, which are certainly worth a look.

Merely sending an indirect compliment your way; I am glad to see someone's floors groaning under the weight of too many books.

So it appears true that, in fact, Canadians never "work" but instead lie around reading good literature and occasionally availing themselves of state-supported medical care (but rarely any need since very few smoke or drive given the high prices on tobacco and petrol).

But White Noise is worth a read.

Guns, Germs etc is written by Jared Diamond, who is always worth reading for his slant on evolutionary biology. Essay recs: Alexander Cockburn, Corruptions of Empire Fiction recs: Life, A User's Manual, by Georges Perec. Pynchon -- Gravity's Rainbow. Junk fiction recs: anything by Mark Leyner except his first novel.

The extendable poles seem to take abuse just like the fixed length ones. The garden variety BD poles are better, IMHO, than the expensive Lifelink poles with the internal cams: less to go wrong and cheaper.

It's a matter of degrees. The problem with phones is people become used to them, then they can't seem to live without them.... It's merely annoying when they are using them for a social call from a summit; it's also annoying when they use them instead of their wits to get out of a marginal situation (darkness falling, weather deteriorating, etc). However, if you have EVER been in a situation where "just one phone call" could have saved a whole bunch of trouble and angst, you will see the usefulness of the damn things. My guess is that you haven't yet been there, Cletus. (Hope you will never be in that situation, but I'd like to see if you change your tune if you end up in such a fix.)

Steve and his cousin, Boyd, were inspired by the early 70s film "Solo" to do a number of climbing short films; I think they also did one that included footage on Baker.

One issue to consider is the presence of a 'shrund at the bottom of Hell's Highway. If there is a shrund, it will obviously take longer to deal with it, whether you climb through it or around it on the slabs to the right If you camp at Lake Ann and get an early start, should be no problem to get down at a reasonable time, even if there is the 'shrund to deal with.

It's possible it never moved. I know a guy who "lost" a rental car for nearly 5 days in Sacramento because he parked it in an obscure parking garage when he was in a hurry to get to a meeting. But maybe it was aliens.

That's right, a diet fit for a King: brick cheese and Percodan (and HC).