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The Dude: It's like what Lenin said... you look for the person who will benefit, and, uh, uh... Donny: I am the walrus. The Dude: You know what I'm trying to say... Walter Sobchak: That fucking bitch... Donny: I am the walrus. Walter Sobchak: shut the fuck up, Donny! V.I. Lenin. Vladimir Illanich Uleninov!

Walter Sobchak: OVER THE LINE! Smokey: Huh? Walter Sobchak: I'm sorry, Smokey. You were over the line that's a foul. Smokey: Bullshit. Mark it 8, Dude. Walter Sobchak: Uh, excuse me. Mark it zero. Next frame. Smokey: Bullshit, Walter. Mark it 8, Dude. Walter Sobchak: Smokey, this is not 'Nam. This is bowling. There are rules.

Be on the lookout for Mr. Andrew Rennie in those parts:

-Are these the Nazis, Walter? -No, Donny, these men are nihilists. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Dude. Thanks for coming. I'm Jackie Treehorn.

-Let me tell you something, pendejo. You pull any of your crazy shit with us, you flash a piece out on the lanes, I'll take it away from you, stick it up your ass and pull the fucking trigger 'til it goes "click." -Jesus -You said it man. Nobody fucks with the Jesus.

whaaaa no way really lets here more.... It's on westcoastice. I went up for a look see on Tuesday, but it's too warm now - lots of ice crashing down while I was there.

Scottish Tale was climbed last week. There is snow on most ledges on the Chief.

Mike King has a long ranger now. Prob makes more sense just to get 4 folks and cram the gear in for one ride.

sealtoe

MEC looks to be carrying this pack now. Looks nice and at CDN$140 quite a bit cheaper than the USD$169-179 list price

Really , I don't get it. Sure Trinity's only eight years old which "technically" is too young to drive a car, but it was MY open liquor in the car, so, really, I should get the ticket. And besides, she was just going down to get me some chips. But, y'know, maybe this will be good for her. Teach her a lesson. That's what happened to me. I broke the law, went to jail and learned my lesson. That's why I'm such a great father

Mr Lahey and Randy don't know much about beavers actually You'd best talk to Ricky or Julian about pelt

It aint postmodern if the spectators see it as literal

I think in a big snowfall that lower "groove" might get filled in? If it did, I see no reason why the ramp couldn't be skiied. Has anyone ever done the climb with A LOT of snow? The upper traverse is exposed, but doable on skis; it's the 10m section of water ice above that that you might have to rap. Either way, likely more trouble than it's worth.

Clawed mine out yesterday. Thought I was getting a cold, then I figured it out Friggin hate this time of year

Those guys make a bunch of 14 year-old Britney Spears wannabes look original ... "Oh won't choo take me . . . to Hikey Town"

Brown sweater guy on the left needs a beard and a pipe to go with his Hillary get up

Something's wrong with your life when you have to tilt your self-arrest practice pics

Mr Layton! Mr Layton! WHERE DID YOU HIDE THE BODIES????

I predict he will spontaneously convert into a web spider or google bot and be sucked into his Compy 486 like Tron and be stuck there forever as some Holodeck version of a Phantom of the Opera type legend. "Hey, you guys ever hear about that guy on that climbing website? I heard he had like a mouse on one arm and a keyboard on the other and . . ."

Did you see any bears up there? What would you do if a bear came after you?

It's the keeper loop on his leash I think

Dunno why anyone would buy one of those styrofoam stormtrooper toy helmets anyway . . . Retired a 10 year-old Ecrin Roc last year. Hung off the pack, thrown down, for ten years. It took *23* full blows with a sledge hammer, from all angles, to get ONE crack. I'm stickin with dem

Climb: -Royal Flush 100m WI4 Date of Climb: 2/25/2006 Trip Report: Stemalot and I climbed the beginnings of a large local ice route on Saturday. Not expecting to encounter anything of consequence, we took only one 50m 9mil and 4 screws. Shoulda taken doubles and more screws. Tis usually the reverse . . . There was a storm scheduled to hit in the evening, but it ended up slamming down about noon. We got nailed and were nearly "flushed" out of the area by incessant and increasingly strong spindrift avalanches. Looking up to P1: note beginnings of the flush, too giddy to think of the incoming shitstorm . . . I offered to take P1. Had trouble commiting to vertical snice, then got hammered with my hood down. Soaking, retreated to belay. Stemalot took it. One screw and one shitty (perhaps the shittiest I have seen) tricam. He pulled the crux move by laybacking the hollow sheet with his right arm while moving up with the left tool Note shitticane getting bad . . . P2 was wicked 70 degree ice with some WI3. Steve seconding: Then the shitnado touched down. We couldn't move up, never mind look up. Steve gettin clubbed Rapped off a mutilated picket into a now badly loaded snowfield. Traversed left into incognito, hoping to hit a ridge we could rap. Two rope lengths of steep icing sugar flutings (!) with no pro above a cliff band (!!) got us to a point where two raps got us to the base of the wall. As Steve began moving off the pocket snowfield the whole thing cracked but did not release Getting over to the ridge as it gets a bit dark: This climb is ridiculously close to Vancouver. Steve wants to go back and finish it before relinquishing details, but the intrepid thinkers may have figured out the rough locale via a few hints. There are a few other very large and hard lines in the area. We had to keep reminding ourselves that the area is less than 20 miles from office buildings. Pretty impressive place and seemingly vastly overlooked. Gear Notes: more screws needed