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This thread desinigrated quickly. If your lichen encrusted face is starting to feel windburned, your water ran out hours ago, you have lost track of how many pitches and how far you have simo-climbed, and you meet someone from this board.............

What did you do in Blodgett?

The headache went away.

We have the group site. See the pictures in the gallery in WA state under BUG. The reservation Check-in is at 3pm on Friday the 5th. Check-out is 2pm Sunday. The reservation Confirmation # is 1-2556688. We need that number so whomever looks to get there first will need it. See you there.

Friend of mine got taken that way. Bwahahahahaha!!!!! My first trip to Seattle 1976, I was at the Seattle Center with a friend trying to buy a bag. We were approached by a couple of guys who said they didn't have any weed but had some coke. We went out to the parking lot and checked it out. DUH, I was fresh out of Montana, 16, and had no idea what coke was. So it checked out fine. We "scored" two grams and I got out of the car. One guy got out with me and closed the door. He immediately pulled a badge and told me to get up against the truck. I looked at him and looked at my friend who was oblivious inside the car with the other guy. Then back to my guy. He was getting really nervous. I asked him what he thought he was going to find that I couldn't show him. He showed me a gun. I was still wishing my friend would turn around and see what was going on so I could trash this little asshole but he didn't. My guy started to pull his gun so I went up against the truck and got frisked. Then the other guy pulled his gun and forced my friend out and frisked him. Then they told us not to buy drugs and left. They didn't take our wallets. The badge was an obvious fake but the guns were real. Weirdness. The crushed asprin was no fun either.

That was oregano.

It's a big bad world out there boys and girls. There is no excusing death threats but they will always be around. There are even some who will follow through. We are in a public place where no one is screened carefully. You are at risk. There are no parental controls to protect us. I have lived in some rough places and I would not want to cross a few of the people I have observed from a distance. Most of them were sharp minded. My daddy always said "Don't fuck with people you don't know because you don't know what they will do". Long life and happiness to Jon and Timmy.

Go climbing every weekend from now until she says something. How long it takes her to respond to your fanaticism will indicate how much she will think of you as one of her toys. Remember, all bets are off once you have kids. Moms' priorities take precedence over wives' priorities.

ain't that the truth but remember, there is always love to be found in the alpine environs: Hmmm. Interesting perspective............

Cheers dude. Death threats are the product of a sick mind. Hopefully the mind in question will get some rest and mellow out.

It was 49 in Leavenworth this morning at about 7. Chatter creek is going to be ccccccold at night. Bundle those kiddies up good.

All I know is, I would hate to have to keep going back to pick up the pad.

As you like.

My power boat is all gassed up. I'm gonna work out those crimper muscles.

I have a teenager who has been sucked into the game boy world in a big way. His mind and body were milktoast for years. Finally, he is into wakeboarding- an outdoor sport that involves exercise. The improvements are noticable on every level. Bouldering or skateboarding or even diving into a mosh pit is far better than zoning out into a gameboy. Your analogy is poorly thought out. But I think I agree with your point. It seems more appropriate to contrast bouldering and alpine climbing than to compare them.

Climbers have been raggin on each other for as long as I can remember and even before. It probably has something to do with egos but who am I to say. When I started white water kayaking around here I was really impressed with how social other boaters were. It was very different from groups of climbers I had run into in the US. I'm glad to see Zeke's getting some attention. There are some good lines up there.

Raptor bait.

And no RV's over 22 feet.

Barney's Rubble is good if it isn't already overrun. Another option might be to have someone take the kids Sat AM, another person Sat Evening (cool weather), Another Sun Am etc. During the heat of the day, we might want to be in the Wenatchee river.

Leavenworth Ranger District Glenn Hoffman, District Ranger 600 Sherbourne Leavenworth, WA 98826 (509) 548-6977 (509) 548-4067 (Voice/TTY) Fax: (509) 548-5817

Compared to racking on slings there is no efficient way to exchange gear from harness loops. After many partners over many years, I like to have a rack sling for the leader and the 2nd. When it is time to re-rack, whoever has the least gear on their sling passes it to the leader. This assumes that the second(s) are always racking gear in an organized fashion as they climb. Personal preference sure. But it has been the norm for most long term big wallers and alpine climbers I have climbed with.

Take a lot of aluminum foil.

There are a couple more pics up in the Washington State gallery. Two from Chatter Creek and another from the swimming hole on the Wenachee reiver. Definately stop and swim coming or going. There are a lot of great places to hang out.

OK. Now Necro and Rumr have to make up too. Thanks for the entertainment! I would prefer to be belayed by mattp. Same kind of style. Everything changes every time anybody moves. The laws of physics have to be applied with different values in a variety of variables. I have looked a rock in the eye from three inches after a 20 ft fall. Screw the forces. If Kurtmo hadn't reeled, I'd be dead.