Well, I ca mped by the river last night, only to wake up at 9:30 and discover the shoes I usually keep in my spare tire bin had been used on the climb with Mike last weekend, and were sitting at home in Bellingham.
Hope no-one was counting on me.
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president
Carter power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face
Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Now it is 1984
Knock knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool neice
Come quitely to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower
Die on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will crack, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown
California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
Excellent TR and Pictures, guys!
It was excellent to meet Ivan and throw some beers back and BS around at the Beaver afterwards.
Mike crushed at airhockey, obviously not getting enough aggresion out on the climb...
Cheers, Mates!
Sweet! I'll look for CatTalk.
Choss Crawler, I am coming from Bellingham, and have to be back by 6:00, so the morning works for me too. I'll be in a blue CRV, or look for balding 40ish guy lurking at the lower wall.