DirtyHarry

The french eat and drink well, and they climb pretty hard. But maybe its just the lycra and the cigarettes.

Yeah and every out of the way, tiny, bumfuck town in Eastern Washington will have a cheap four-star restaurant serving prosciutto wrapped melon, basil encrusted grouse in green tomato chutney, and the local sangioviese.

But you look so funny with that tape over your nipples.

I disagree. Better to be strong and inexperienced than weak and inexperienced.

Those squeeze chimneys can be a touch rough on the nip's, though.

Snowboarder, huh? Too bad.

But, I do kind of agree with Mr. H in that I think kids may get wrapped up in the competition aspect of climbing instead of the enjoyment and freedom of the outdoors aspect. for example, I know a lot of folks who grew up ski racing, which is awesome and they are excellent skiiers. But a lot of them missed out on the fun of free skiing and adventuring because everytime they went skiing it was to train train train. But on the other hand, kids need structure and competition in general is probably good for them.

Everyone knows, in the gym, one looks cooler when bouldering.

You might actually have to venture into the backcountry. The horror.

You guys actually climb? Will you take me sometime? Can we go rappelin' too?

At least we're still the best in the world at basketball.

Single wall Bibler / BD.

a paper bag is a fashionable outfit by itself.

Perhaps. But I'm definitly going to some big sex show on Friday put on by some guy named Michael Layton. Apparently he's got camels, midgets, hermaphrodites - the whole lot.

Mountaineers use too much protection.

Who will you be tapping?

Mountaineers do it in large groups.

Wouldn't want to encourage citizens to exercise and be healthy or anything like that.

And they're all on viagra. They've got other things to climb than Rainier.

You prob'ly like Mounds

If you know what to look for, I'm sure they are easy to tell apart. But, since I'm ignorant its hard. But thanks for the info, now I know. And knowing is half the battle.

They changed a hand hold or two on the sit start to Ranier. Its a greasy sloper now.

Strange. Didn't seem like too many people were at Grasslands. Though, one crew was having some French Toast feed which we didn't attend, and then a campfire at 5:00 in the morning Sunday. Some other folks were playing some bad techno Saturday morning too. One dude climbing at the Red Wall asked monsieur Layton if he was THE Mike Layton.

Pabst is so passe. Its all about the Czech Pilsner these days. Nice touque, by the way.

"mixed" meaning that pro is part gear and part bolts.