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omfg i want to cape yer azz for that :puke:

all anchors i've seen on that side lately have been okay - some of the lead bolts on the various routes have the hangers locked into awkward positions, but i'd be a hypocrite to chide the artist who placed them

genesis was in much friendlier conditions than the other starting option to the right, which was just nasty, nasty dirty my first attempt at that bolted line above the big tree atop p2 - didn't go so well - jesus, that arete to right of the midpt anchor was just too goddamn hard to get started on...

:rawk:

5/10 - day 11 - linked strong arms w/ der phuzzy, all phresh from phucking himself good n' proper last burn'n'man, flensed scars from incisions all about his satellite-parts - to the n side we did fly, me w/ the big wall dumpster full of wine n' hammers n' what have you...beers n' butts at the base - the spike route ensconced in scum n' villainy - we scamper up the right side first, when ole'jim w/ a jingus-voice arrived n' whisper-hollered up at us - to the tree n' the site of new natural destruction wrought all around, stone-fall n' swathes of moss scoured off in flight - we rap back to the big boy for bitter conversation and big Olde Tymes - intolerance for them a week earlier w/ their wire-brushes - gut laughs n' tyranny gestated - adam n' i up genesis to the tree again as the sun glows low - i above that, but bailing on a bolt too steep to suss out in the gloaming - the base again, shade-slumming w/ pall malls n' precious beer w/o end - the stumble-fuck in the dark, the way-back-bent in style - departure n' parting - kevbone no doubt kluster-fucked, i conklude

either that or turning old folks into soylent green or maybe logan's run's more the ticket? renew, renew, renew!!!

it's good to go

details?

must be "killer bees" though, since it killed the pooch? members of congress don't go outside much...

5/8 - beatard day 10 of the year - jesus christ on a cum-stained cushioned couch, this'er fine weather just won't fucking quit! out to slouch and lounge around the bacon-wand once more, scrambly-scrambly here and there along the north wall - figure its about time to scoot up the spike route sans rope i reckon - on up to the slumit in rude circuitous style, but all the beauty on the scamper back down - a buxom couple encountered cruising on up the packinko-portion of the trail, dressed appropriate for a warm day - i cast down mine eyes, unworthy as i am, only to be brought up sharp by a strange question from the sultry lassie - a great gaping grin, "oh no, heaven's no, how could you think that and who might you be" - claimed to know me and my sorcerous ways, but most surely she must mistake me for some other beatard cunt? "you were that guy guzzling boxed wine and chain-smoking camels last summer!" - goddammit, i must stop meeting ladies of quality in my long aestival blacked-out ambulations, it augers poor for my alternate-reality amors! "AF is having problems w/ its fresh-water condensers"

at last seriously homely american chicks have someplace to emigrate

jesus christ, now there's an objective hazard for you. reckon that might be a first for "accidnets in north american mountaineering?"

it's still alive and well - 50 million more men than women in china today - oughta be fun to see how that plays out as they get older n' older

must be the friendliest part of the world w/ so many folks wanting to live in it?

in soviet union, duck ride you.

india's sri lankan cock looks noticably stouter than china's chubby one

Dude....are you going to spray on here every time you go climbing? All year? Can you write it down in a journal or something? Just asking......... yes, yes i am (at least for beacon). this is my journal. feel free not to read it dumping it into the general beatard thread here for the higher good of reminding meself and others that the place is more about having fun than bitching about The Man or somesuch other shit...

more like aunt bob at any rate...

funny you mention it, as i have bob's wind-shirt in my car right now

5/6 - day #9 - afternoon sprint up the sun-baked monolith after union meetings and whatnot - pilgrims at dawn - days gone by and dead men ghosts - great gashes in the highway - asphalt scars and concrete wars - the red devil turns over 190k even as the cd player craps in the bed, carrying nico blue into the way blue yonder - the pearl is in the river

interantional star-wars day, may the fourth be with you beatard day 8 for 2013 - stoned stupor w/ bryan n' bob - bryan styles following p1 and leads p2 almost all clean - breezy n' balmy - eyes scuppered w/ dust-scum as i type - stooooked for a fine day in the sun - olde boys climbing below us on the spike route, a fine view from the phone booth - miker stops by for a chat even - summer's upon us!

'das what i'm saying, now i have no excuse - i can't bail on the arch to climb green dragon instead

are all 10 listed here? looks like i got at least 5 of the ones i saw...

One at the Drop Zone as well...... ahhh, but not the same views...

sounds like i'll see you there - we'll be doing the aid-start, and hopefully my rope-gun can free the 2nd pitch there is no oak on stone soup, or on the alpine start - the top of the spike route is loaded w/ the stuff, and you pretty much have no option but to wade through it on the last pitch stone pipe on the swiss ledges, if you can find it