MisterMo

not the best idea to post those sorts of words in a public forum. right now there is just some yahoos throwing stuff down, next thing you know you'll have an organized group working against climbers...and there are a lot of ORVers. Better to take the high ground, IMO, and get things done via official methods. Its more work, takes longer, is frustrating, but in the end it might be more effective than starting a war between user groups. A person could maybe go HERE or HERE , start a dialog and see where that leads. Some other observations: 1) It ain't hikers chucking stuff; it's ORVrs A fact which will do nothing to prevent your getting killed. Nobody in their right mind would walk the old road out to the top of the wall in its current state. Twenty-five years ago it was a nice 1 mile flat to a cool view....perfect for taking your auntie from Indiana. Now it's a 1 mile mud wallow. 2) As responsible and serious about preserving access as most ORVrs seem to be, Reiter seems also to draw a large number of dickheads and party-hounds. Law enforcement is pretty lax, due, of course to stretched resources. There's frequently non street legal rigs at high speeds on Reiter Road itself despite clear signage that this is illegal. The trash and environmental damage is absolutely appalling. 3)I've had a couple of interesting chats with the rangers at WFSP (which oversees the state park land up the wall)about dumping issues. They're concerned and do what they can but they're limited as well. A couple of solutions offer possibilities if the ORV community can not or will not behave as a group in a more acceptable manner: 1)Close EVERYTHING above the ponds at the fork to motorized traffic, or at least close the gate up under the power lines about 2 miles from the top of the wall. 2)License ORVs on state land and use those funds for enforcement of some simple rules of coommon decency. There's a shitload of irony working on me here. The young MrMo passionately hated gates and all forms of regimented government supervision and rules, etc.....but every time I ride my (pedal) bike up Reiter a different light shines. The rumbling noises you hear are generations of vice-principals laughing their asses off in their graves.............

Didn't think I commented on Salomons. Did I miss something here?

I've got a pair of Sportiva Glaciers that I've been really happy with for all sorts of things. The last two winters I've also been wearing them at work (in the snow, all day, every day) since I decided I hated klonking around in the Koflach plastics that I bought specifically for that purpose. I have no real complaints. They are plenty warm, fairly light, accept crampons, edge OK, don't kill me on the hike....etc. Since I got the neato blue ones they kind of look like RRs on steroids...........if perchance you remember RRs.

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