allison

Remind me never to eat your spaghetti!

Everything I have read about chlorine would suggest that it's not going to get the business done. I'd love to chuck my water filter in the interest of saving weight, but Giardia and Crypto (which has no cure) both sound pretty unappealing to me. Aqua Mira and other products with the same chemical makeup (chlorine dioxide??) have not been proven yet (to my satisfaction) to be both safe and effective. I wonder if anyone has had luck with those newish squeezy sports bottle filter things. It's like a sports bottle, you fill it up with dirty water, then it goes thru the filter as you drink it. Looks like it would work fine for drinking but less so for making water for other uses, like cooking.

Nice TR, Mike. Surprised to find such a triumpant ascent in 'Spray' rather than in Trip Reports, where such a gem should be archived.

If you hate bivy sacks like I do, the one man version of the SD Clip Flashlight (called the Light Year) is a reasonable alternative, and while not as light as a bivy, it's reasonably light, and you can find them on sale for just over $100 sometimes.

Got to second the vote for Tasty Bites Indian Food. A little heavy, so you eat it on the first day out. Add chicken and you really have a feast. sometimes I think I'll nver get lightweight and tasty in the same sentence. All the good stuff weighs. I'd like to add here that Dru seems to have a liking for canned peaches, but that may be more of a camping sort of thing. I tried to do some stuff with a food dehydrator last year but it was all sort of nasty. Anyone have good luck with this?

No thanks!

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Ramuta's in Seattle is the bomb. Not sure if they normally do the mail order thing, but I would not be surprised if they would do it on request. They do a beautiful job, even if you wait too long to get it done! I think they do a way nicer job than the other shop in town.

OK, somebody boot this guy. Agent Orange was not enough, so we get this too? I vote for permanent removal, not just an avatar boot.

Biggest climbing accomplishment last year: don't think I had any, but if I was out there, I was having fun doing the climbing and the socializing, getting some fresh air, and enjoying the level of focus and commitment that climbing requires. Biggest accomplisment last year: A lot of people saw or even bought art I made, and it made them happy and made their lives better.....At my day job, we made some good or even maybe great theatre, and people were happier for having seen it. At the risk of getting flamed here, I enjoy climbing, I do think it is a selfish pursuit at its core. It doesn't give me the pleasure to climb that it does to do some other things I do because of this. It's still fun though.

Maybe I've been lucky, but I've been there on many a weeknight, drinking beer with other adults out in the open, had the cops check us out and not had a problem. Never even had to "talk my way" out of anything... And no, I've not been of legal drinking age for ten years, you are right, it is closer to fifteen.

I live here in Ballard and have been drinking at GG year round for 10 years or so. If you are of legal drinking age the cops don't really care. They do ask that you put it in a cup or put a bag over your beer bottle. Totally mellow, no problem! Love this idea, and we could do plan B for bad weather....

I think you are confusing 'trench foot' with what my people call 'jungle rot'. It's from bathing in your own foot-sweat, and causes the look you describe. I got it once and had a hell of a time getting rid of it, cortisone cream and sandals for like two weeks. Miserable.

If someone will hold him down, I'll be glad to put another one in there so the first one will not be lonely.

quote: Originally posted by oo9: You know, Allison is just about the coolest girl I have EVER met! Gee, that is such a nice thing for you to say!! [ 06-04-2002, 05:27 PM: Message edited by: allison ]

Somebody call in, this is LAME!

Red alert, GD has Triv on Tues---rethink this.

THE BALLROOM IS A HEINOUS MEAT MARKET WITH OVERPRICED DRINKS. However, it IS only one ZIP code away from where I live.

Today on Talk of the Nation they will be discussing climbing and the associated hazards. That's at noon on 94.9 KUOW or if you've got broadband you can get streaming audio here

So I was down in Central Oreygun this weekend in hopes of doing something huge, and gapertimmy did not let me down. I dropped off my little Subaru (hereafter known as the Blue Tornado for its extraodinary speed, and rented me a nice yellow Nissan Ex'Tremely'Teryx for the adventure. I was both thrilled and chagrined when gapertimmy arrived in the Park and Ride lot in his shiny new Mercedes SUV, in a luminous shade of Champagne Pink, polished to a high luster. We debated briefly about which vehicle to bring, but then decided to bring them both so that if one got stuck in the mud we could tow it out with the other one. We then discussed route options, considering Drake Park Couloir, and the South Face of Pilot Butte, but then agreed on the route down by the river in between the one golf resort and the other golf resort. We made a quick side trip back to town for some big-ass lattes and those cookies with the pink frosting, and then we were off. At one point I got a little disoriented, but I was able to reach gapertimmy via the Walkabout radio, and he was able to talk me through getting back onto the approach. We finally managed to get to the base of the route, which was well-appointed with a pay box and a vault toilet. We festooned our vehicles with "No Fees" stickers, bought our parking passes, and loaded up our packs. As a final touch, we both donned Kavu caps and Smith Chopper sunglasses. Natch, we had that little bitch Sierra and the immense Chinook in tow, but they were off leash, so that they could scare off any snafflehounds that might cross our path. Things went pretty well for a while, but I was crushed to see that this was maybe not a First Ascent when we were passed by some six-year-olds on mountain bikes. Shortly thereafter gapertimmy started having some trouble with traction, so we stopped and I put on his crampons for him. I then pulled out a couple of ice tools for him to use to self-arrest should he have the need. We did well through the difficult Tennis Court Crossing, but then I, having just come from sea level the day before, started having hallucinations and puking orange gooey stuff up. gapertimmy came to my rescue by putting me in the hyperbaric chamber he had stashed in his neat Mountainsmith pack. I chilled for a bit, and then we were able to go on, me happily slurping on a big bottle of O. I was feeling so well that we stopped to do some bouldering on the Metolius Big Wall. Imagine our delight when we came upon the Wall, right out in the middle of nowhere, and fesooned with colorful tape and brand new holds. What a gem that is! At that point we realized we were running short of time, as gapertimmy was due to show up at work at some point. So, unfortunately we had to turn back before reaching the other golf resort, and we beat feet back to the car. Shortly before reaching the cars, we were amazed to see two garter snakes fighting over a frog. They each had an arm in their mouth, and the big one had the head, and the bottom half of the frog was STILL WIGGLING! We watched in amazement for several minutes, Chinook the most intently, until the big snake wrested the frog away from the little snake. At last sighting the top half of the frog was in the big snake and the bottom half of the frog was STILL WIGGLING! We were so grossed out that we left before the show was over. Made it back to the car before noon, ran up to gapertimmy's work to check the board real quick, and had an epic time talking about the trip with all the other hardcores at the Bendistillery that night. It really was a big day in North American Alpinism, and I am proud to have been a part of it. Special thanks to Nike, The North Face, our camera crew, and the sherpas for their invaluable assitance in making this dream come true. (reprinted with permission from summitpost.com)

I got a $105 ticket coming down from Elk Heights E of Eburg yesterday....who knew my car even went 85...pretty sure it doesn't....see you in Cle Elum Traffic Court. Also don't forget seat belts, they are checking big time. Also big ass road const from the Columbia to the 97/197 convergence heading S...worth avoiding!!

Hmmm...Roanoake's a good choice, but the Seattle spots all don't work for one reason or another, except DW which is a yuppie fuck fuck...what about Owl/Thistle again? That was a good choice!

I'm heading down to Bend this weekend for some sunshine and no climbing...I know last weekend was the big shindig but if any of the gang is going to be around town, shoot me a PM. I'm going to be sleeping indoors near a computer so I'll be checking in from time to time...main objective though is to get a tan.

Got to sit this one out, kids. Seems the 206 contingency's all busy tonight and I don'wanna make that long drive to T-Town all by my lonesome....but see you next week, 'K?