no, you HAVE to buy it and saw off the spur so that everyone can SEE you are indeed still a new-school system-bucking, fast-and-light, softshell-wearing, simulclimbing, drytooling, titanium teakettlin', patagucci pimpin' badass.
hey now I was a boy scout and I learned a ton. mainly about what not to do. I learned don't bivy on the summit of mary's peak in the winter in the coast range. Don't posthole in snow in jeans. Don't bring a pair of spare jeans to replace the ones you got wet postholing. I learned not to through aerosol cans in the campfire. All we did was go camping all the time. I got a lot of outdoor experience that way. In short, in the group I was with, you will get a lot of outdoor experience if you stay alive.
Please. if you're going to bring out "chief" please spell it appropriately. It is "cheif", as in, I would like a cheif salad. See any of the multi-page quibbles between cracked and the artist-formerly-known-as-fence_sitter for reference.
Usage: nice gorts cheif
I think it comes from the location where the story is set, Top Wutherns (Withens?) outside of Haworth in West Yorkshire. It's a little shack of stone, not much there.
and all routes would have to have "and" in them as in:
chain reaction and reduction
snaffles and snufflupuguses
etc.
it would also inspire the gruel-flavored clif bar
i think part of it is the overwhelming odor at meadows bathrooms too, which have these toilets from the mid-80's or something. often one encounters beached whales in them waters. yaarr.