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alright, now i'm intrigued - waht's the tyvek for? ghetto bivy material i assume? what's the attraction?

dude, watcha mean? wasn't blake like in and out of court last year for his scoflaw ways?!?

the new paradise visitor center, for example...

water and air these drugs keep other people alive and they're really pissing me off

hyper-functional retards?

what the current anchor bolts on jensens lack in quality they make up for in quantity! i think at the top of pithc 2 you can interconnect somethign like 5 bolts. a great climb too, i hope more folks do it this year - i think i personally ripped out all of the oak left on route last fall at great personal cost to my johnson the last pitch might be the wildest, but it does end in a damn forest of oak, so it'd be real nice to have an anchor there just so you could rap and not have to face the insanity of making it to the trail unscathed...

hey, it's gonna be 90 on friday - how bad could it be?

i did this last week - if its as snowy on mem day as it was then, sobo's instructions won't be so helpful as there's no trail to follow - basically, from the shoulder at the base of the final slab, scramble down (we stayed roped) about 40 feet, then cut left on a snowy bench - there's a big ass boulder here tucked under a wall - descend strait from there another 50 feet or so until it cliffs out, then go skiiers right until you hit the bolts sobo mentions. it's 2 single rope raps from there, though the slab above the notch, which is usually an easy walk, had a few inches of fresh, watery snow on it and was made easier by doing a quick arm-over-arm style rap down it to our stuff

as a side note, pg is also a uber-fun quick aid/french-free climb, which is what it's become for me everytime i've ever tried freeing it

unless you're mucking around in the great amphitheatre of death by the norseman

in a very shallow grave where he belongs the li'l bitch!

you could easily spend a week at beacon, assuming you like 5.10ish multi-pitch trad cracks - great camping in the state park across the street (or sleep on grassy ledges or bring a porta-ledge!) beacon is well worth the pilgrimage, more so if you tune in w/ a local who can point a few things out if you get tired of the tradness and heat, you can alwasy drive a half dozen miles east and clip-out at ozone too...

paging the rooster...rooster? paging the rooster... i always figured if someone breaks into my house that i can throw a cup of tepid shade-grown, fair-trade, bird-friendly coffee in their face and then lightly slap them w/ my sandal until they realize the error of the ways and can rap with me then about the best way they can make a positive difference along with gaia, no war required!

he'd be wearing crocs...

my all time favorite - milosh! i am everyday training be to worlds greatest sprayer!

iain!?!

my god, the radical lefty scientists have brain-washed grandpa now too!

i don't think white river's open yet

i like

a scorching case of herpes!

my coach's motto was "if you can't beat 'em, hurt'em. if you can beat'em, fuck it - hurt'em anyway!"

hey, i'm like 34th or something - just need to kill john and i can move up one! i'm gonna make the hard call here and say i'm willing to bet 50 cents against anyone who wants to take the bet that kevbone can actually answer this one for himself, if he gets motivated enough.

beach on saturday for #8 anniversary (w/ an overnighter! 1st w/ the wife away from the kids in 4 years?) sunday - attempt to locate mother, note to self: don't say a damn thing all day about climbing

unless you've taken a lot of acid and think you can fly... I was topping out on North face of Broughtons once and bumped into an old friend, Ron Clark , at the top. He'd hiked up to the top. On acid, he was convinced he could fly off the cliff at that moment. Friends don't let friends fly on acid is the moral of the story. an easy situation to rectify - walk him down to the parking lot and tell him, if he can demonstrate his ability to take off from the ground, you'll gladly push him off the top of the cliff!