Dare they question the clinical seriousness and steely resolve of the members of this web forum? Have we not met the spectre of defeat head-on, fought hard through torrents of spray and slander, through bad times and good, to finally drink heartily from the golden trough of victory? Verily, brothers and sisters, is not the very name of this site (not "sight," you'll note) indicative of our penchant for action, our thirst for conquest? What, indeed, is a "summitpost?" A pressure-treated 4x4 marking the apex of a hill? A passive reminder of the static status quo? Bollocks, says this Doctor. A pox on the firstborn of their hellspawned digital monument to panty-waisted twittering. Let them rot on their couches, in their easy-chairs, behind their ever-glowing computer monitors. We, the undisputed royalty of PacNW outdoor recreation, the sultans of salubrious spray, WE shall show those pitiful pissants what is what and who is whom, or die trying.