olyclimber

A cultivated and decent man cannot be vain without setting a fearfully high standard for himself, and without despising and almost hating himself at certain moments.

onsite free solo

tiedup goat

ya...i've been drinking that TG.

try this: Watch, i can flash across the sky A lightning bolt from up on high And i can crash into myself Now a flower blooms in reverse And a song takes back a verse A photograph fades to white I can hold a thunderhead in my heart And in my bed i can dream a winter’s gale And wake up drenched A stormy pale, a stormy pale A battered heath on the shore Will make her keep and wait for more But underneath her icebound stream The water pours, the water pours I can hold a thunderhead in my heart…

well, that sticker was a highly effective deterrent, wasn't it?

but...happiness.

Comeon Archenemy, Apples have intestines? They're commonly mistaken for worms.

I've read that book...its not a case of whether you do it or not, it whether yours stinks or not.

who has time for that?

oooooooohhhhhh....the Blue Angels!

If you think you can carry that kind of wieght...

minx...before you open your yapper, you should think. you're just making yourself look bad when you join the peanut gallery posers. we are legit and blowen up in the 05! This route sets a new standard in alpinism, so get used to the new boss in town. Don't hate, appreciate.

There's a concessions stand in the mosh pit? Kids these days.

married people taste bland

WTF...bunch of player hater poser wannabees?

Another scenery shot:

I blame the Canadians.

Because the pure breed ones taste better.

What are you talking about knotzen?

Of course, I hated my fellow clerks one and all, and I despised them all, yet at the same time I was, as it were, afraid of them.

I always thought that you were secretly Linda Ronstadt.

A friend of mine was kicked in the head by Henry Rollins. He said it was a real honor, and that he'll always remember this time spent with Henry. bottoms up!

Climb: Undisclosed Location - Blood on the Grade Cracks - IV 10d R Date of Climb: 8/13/2005 Trip Report: Sick of hearing about all the poser wannabees posting their little climbs and beating their chests, Alpinfox and I headed out to climb in a new secret climbing spot in the Cascades that is so cool, mainly because you don't know about it and it is so hard you'll never climb it. It was dark stormy night, and the forecast didn't look good, so we headed out. We drove all night, and because neither of us had slept for days, we did caffienated GU shots and washed them down with Starbucks Frappacinos which were chilled in the cooler. When we reached the secret location that you'll never know about, we grabbed our packs and started hiking at a pace that would make your couch potato heart explode. The approach: We climbed over 4 passes, and then stopped for breakfast. GU shots and diet pills hit the spot, and we upped the pace. Pass #3: We couldn't resist snagging the FAs on a few peaks we passed on the trip up to our climb: Finally we hit the techical rock, and I let Alpinfox lead up the first 6 pitches: This pitch was followed by some face climbing: I took the next 7 pitches: Alpinfox on the false summit: The views were great: Finally, at 2am and 11 pitches later, we reached the true summit: On the summit we called AAJ and Alpinist magazine with our sat phone to report our incredible climb. We then rapped off into the dark: It was truely a special time out in the alpine, but one that only a few people can appreciate, because this accomplishment is truly at a level that 99% of you couldn't even comprehend. We called our climb "Blood on the Cracks", as Alpinfox is a big Dylan fan, and I lost three pints in early in the climb when I got gashed on the wrist by rockfall. It goes at Grade IV 10d R. Gear Notes: If you don't know what to bring, you shouldn't be up there in the first place.

I once knew somebody who had a cousin who was best friends with the sister of Stone Gossard. He's that guy in the band Pearl Jam.