MisterMo

Fukena. Super trip & two or three of the best new photos I've seen in a long time.

Dried bug carcasses in food = bad Dried cow carcasses in jerky = good How about a big steaming bowl of...........gypsum.......or something like that that's never been alive. Yum.

In other news the sky is full of stars, no wind, and not very cold. Tomorrow should be a nice day for something.

Dick Emerson

longest sentence in universe? Never read any Faulkner, huh?

Wilman's is three pitches long...to the top of the feature to the right of the main wall, whatever that is nowadays called. It starts with a face crack in a prominent dihedral not too far left of the cave that commences the ledge system above the zipper. We, uh, nailed the vast bulk of it & so it was just a dandy January undertaking. This is the dihedral at the top of P1 in winter 1971. I suspect it's the corner to which you refer.

Wilman's Walkabout is a short & fun little wintertime thing as well.

Thin cloud cover, some sun on Index. Looks like a fine day. Stuff will be dry-ING but not exactly parched and arid. Enjoy

Good on ya First and ten.............

About the time you father children with, like, three eyes and flippers, you might pine for the good old days when Morning Glories were among your biggest issues. Just pull em. They'll come back; other weeds will too, but that's all part of growing stuff. Japanese Knotweed made a big entry into the NF Skykomish a few years back, but seems to have hit a wall in its spread. I don't notice more or bigger patches.......and I am looking. I very foolishly transplanted some to my yard before I knew about it; it took 3 or 4 years of repeated mechanical destruction (mowing all shoots) before it quit coming back. I didn't have to dig up the roots.

As are chairlifts. It's a rough life.

It was a fine morning. Might have been even finer over on Hinman............. Now it's all poopy again.......

The worst beating I have ever witnessed took place on a ski slope. A skier/boarder altercation escalated to the point where the skier was flat on his back and the boarder was administering great cave-man woodchopping swings with the edge of his board all the while yelling "FUCK You" (WHOP!) "FUCK You" (WHOP!) "FUCK You" (WHOP!).......... I was a couple of hundred yards away riding up the lift. By the time various ski patrollers & such converged on the scene the protagonists had kissed, made up, and vanished into the night. This was in the more earlier days of snowboarding when skiers far outnumbered boarders and often took advantage of supposed safety in numbers to get.......all snooty.

Doubtless. But if you do you don't have to live in constant fear of someone opening a door at the wrong instant. It really sucks when you lose a bird that way.

Here he is: http://www.dougleen.com/

I can't tell from the photos: Do you clip wings or not?

[quote I bought a new scanner, a nikon Coolscan V. I'm pretty excited. Coolscan V ! In the interest of fastest acceptable throughput I do only minimal processing with the scanning software (ICE only) & do any further twiddling in photoshop. Are your samples both scanned and posted at the same resolution?

Is Doug Leen retired? He was practicing from a boat, puttin' up and down the coast of SE Alaska not too many years ago.

One of the Ellensburg Freds, Stanley or Dunham, I forget which, once back in the day had a pair of homemade Jumars with chromolly frames. They were things of beauty, far superior to the cast frame jobbies, and suprisingly light. I doubt there's been many frame failures (if any) for Jumars used as designed, but there was once a tendency to use them for solo self-belay, the loads involved with which would be excessive. This had a lot less to with suicidal tendencies than it did to do with the fact that such was the best technology available.

Update: The sky is filled with stars. Nice day for something. Off to the race.

"fun outside job??" Wait till it's snowing sideways outside and you have to climb towers. Mister Crankin I am but lightly supervised, sir, am widely viewed as being difficult to replace, know almost all the tricks, and am not above a little gold-bricking from time to time. These things are what I have in common with cube rats everywhere. The issues you mention help keep me from going nuts.

Well lookee here, I'm whoring around on the internet on uncle's dime.......and I have a sort of fun outside job It's all downhill now. Well.........it does face south.......... Everything will probably be slightly oozy and weather is due back tomorrow; I'd just come and take your chances. Davis Holland P2 is pretty heaven-like on a sunny day in January though. Enjoy

It was clear at 4AM when I left. Supposed to hold until Thursday. Currently at Stevens it is just a little high clouds........a fine morning.

I feel your pain. I once assembled a motley collection of cast-off, unwanted poultry: ducks, banty hens and several roosters. I whacked together a quick, inadequate pen and coop and became quite attached to my little flock, especially the ducks. Then the raccoons came....and shortly I was left with only the pen and coop. On the other hand everybody's gotta eat, I guess. The raccoons are no different than the people in the meat aisle at Safeway, huh?

I eat only the supposed "free range" eggs and they are white without exception. They don't taste any better than eggs from tortured, miserable chickens & they cost a lot more but somehow it all works better for me to do that.