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i just watch fox for the boobies - it's important to have certain needs serviced before enduring pbs' take on the days events

the only methdeal i ever saw go down w/ my own eyes was in that parking lot yeah, leaving shit there is asking for it in a big way - make a local friend or shell out for the insurance...

color me surprised old bill! so next you gotta head-lock some boy scout into going back and actually putting in a trail just above the road - fucksakes, in flip-flops and w/ a full haulbag (i was too lazy to repack) it took me at least 5 minutes to figure out how to climb the first 15 feet!

i avoid hiking as much as possible - hiking threatens to kill this sweet beer-gut i've been working on for the past 2 decades

you asking 'bout lacamas pinnacle's location or the lakeside chalet? the later's right there by lake lacamas, near the high school, the former's way out in the hinterland, 'bout 20 minutes north...

here ya go - don't blame me if you get less enjoyment out of it than i billed http://cascadeclimbers.com/forum/ubbthreads.php/topics/1085383/TR_Lacamas_Pinnacle_Fortress_o#Post1085383

Trip: Lacamas Pinnacle - Fortress of Crapitude Date: 10/11/2012 Trip Report: don't know how that fine feller mr olson makes money off his books, as he always seems to be giving me copies for free - was thumbing through his latest, "oregon rock," the other day and was surprised to see a crag here in camas - foreswore the last fine day at beacon before fall come fucksading down and teamed up w/ mr miker to check it out after work ole'boy'olson didn't exactly get my hopes up high, and for that i thank him, but jesus christ, it was even worse than hoped for - "desperately small" he describes it, but "tragically tiny china-cock" woulda been more the thing long rumble over gravel, o'er hill n' dale n' heath and devastated forest - the red devil in dire danger of busting out its bottom and being left to rot in the big ruin of the jones creek area - eventually we got to it - holy shit, i've taken a few dumps bigger than this dismal thing! solid enough rock, and kudos to the poor soul who set themself to clean it - the rock might be small, but the bolts are big like bog an approach of all of 100 yards, but good luck figuring how to get up the trail-less and wicked steep sand bank above the road-cut - the prevalence of prickly brambles and char-coaled logs hardly helpful... not that the ambiance of a clear cut can be much diminished, but holy-fuck, the sound of the countryside there is the spitting image of rural somali, and not in a decent way - half a dozen crackers all along the hills w/ semi-automatic rifles, blazing away at the demons in their banal day-dreams - practically any second i figured to hear the High Whine of In-Coming! we clambered all over that fucker and quickly figured we'd brought way too little beer to make this thing bearable - most "routes" not more than a dozen feet tall - you can sample all there is to be had there in half the time it takes to make the drive the far ridgeline's got a road and maybe a better crag, but the roar of the ambuscade there augers poorly for any fellow who steps over w/ anything less than a smith n' wesson strapped cavalcade - You Have Been Warned. we left w/ the Hardly Sated feeling of a man who's got a hand-job from a toothless-midget missing most of her fingers and bombed down the blown-out landscape in search of a True Drunk good enough to wash away the memory of a misspent afternoon - sigh....i don't blame anyone, just me. Gear Notes: drugs - lots of drugs, might make it better - shit, practically would explain the origin i'll warrant - you might consider bringing your own boulders to beef up what you find Approach Notes: good enough explanation in oregon rock, but i'd just as well recommend blotting the whole page out!

10/12 - my 38th birthday, and the day off to boot! the fall weather here finally, and no bacon-scrambling to be had therefore, so off i shot w/ kid#1 for a father/daughter trail hike, equipped w/ a mighty golf-umbrella and tori amos on the music box - our ascent complete, we winged it back to camas for a leisurely brunch at the lakeside chalet

where are the snowdens of yesteryear?

good job, joe - now will you please stop spamming my in-box?

no, but i wrote a leaflet on famous jewish sports heroes - good enough? what ARE the proper credentials for opining on invisible beings who hang out in clouds, clad all in bathrobes and sandals, w/ big bushy beards?

"what the fuck are you talking about?"

Just to get this thread back on topic: "Perhaps there is a God after all." dammit, beat me too it...

spend a week camping in a meat-locker and call it good...

i'd call that predication as bold and likely to be fuck-strated at that of the Shaved Men

I hear you're one year closer to finding out in person, however improbable that outcome may have seemed on occasion. You'll always look like a big kid to me. OK, a fucking enormous kid. Thank God you're hairless or the Samsquanch sightings would be edging out the BIAS ALERTS on Foxnews by now. dipshits like me don't die, they just faaaaaaaaaaaaaade away

all the kewl people are born in cocktober

actually, raindawg and this "god" feller i hear so much about seem to have a lot in common...

i'll do as comic a tr as i can manage, complete w/ pix soon enough - but now i'm rolling out to beacon w/ the daughter on me b-day for a square person's lap

beats the fuck out of my recon - jesus, if nothing else, visiting that joint relieves me of the obligation of ever goign back there again if no rain, i'll get me some laps tomorrow morning...

i like the guy who's had kids actually serve?

that same tr is what got me to take oleg up on a winter creep years back - would love to seal the deal...

think the boulders are described as tall enough to warrant a rope, but whatever - it's in my backyard and i've never seen it, and meanwhile i've been to beacon 3 dozen times already since summer

"Jesus is coming. Hide the bong!" is better

think i'm gonna check out the lacamas boulders that old boy olson put in his new guide today - anyone been there yet? seems odd i've been just a few minutes away from that joint for years and never even heard of it...