rbw1966

I was wearing a bandanna that day.

This guy is truly inspirational!

I don't print serious documents at home anyhow. Just funny stuff. Costco sucks ass but thanks for the recommendation anyway. The point behind buying a printer is to avoid making a trip somewhere else for prints.

Looking for advice on buying a digital photo printer. Not looking to make posters but something that can spit out 8 X 10 or smaller prints that are of decent quality. Anyone have a favorite?

LIKE fer sher

Or a can of WD-40 and a bic lighter

That would be the way to go if all you want to do is the North Ridge. However, going that way for any of the west ridge or south side routes would be quite a bit out of the way. Both times I went in for west ridge climbs we ascended the western edge of the scree, boulder hopping most of the way. It wasn't that bad at all.

Oh, and I forgot to mention: This is just another BOMB TRACK!

Bump back up top. Also, turns out the team I am running on has a couple of drop-outs. If anyone in the Portland area is interested in running the Hood to Coast shoot me a message ASAP.

Mike, I think what Carl is saying is that we're hamstrung by the political implications of attacking a mosque. Anyone with a brain has to figure that this 'mosque' is now a military target but attacking it would creat a backlash of extremism that would generate more harm than good. We're in a quagmire over there, no doubt about it.

True dat, Mattp! One can really hone their scree surfing abilities on Mt. Washington's west flank.

Sorry for all the edits. I was trying to load the pictures in it.

Climb: Ingalls Peak-East Ridge Date of Climb: 8/21/2004 Trip Report: Something smells like crap! It was late, we were bloated on mediocre mexican food and cheap beer and still damp from our hike out. Screw it, this looks like a good spot. So the four of us lay out our tarps/bivvy sacks by the side of the highway and crashed. Shredmaximus (Pat), Funguy (Dave), Sketchfest (Paul) and myself (Rob) decide to take a crack at the West Ridge of Stuart. However, rather than bust our balls and try to do it car-to-car we decide to capture the whole alpine experience and bivvy en route. Dave suggests we take on Ingalls as well since its on the way and before you know it we've settled on a plan. We're on the road by 5:30 a.m. Saturday and at the Teanaway trailhead by 10:00. Dave sets a blistering pace and we're at Ingalls Pass by 11:15. The sky's starting to cloud over already but we're optimistic the forecast is wrong (40% chance of rain). We scoot down to the Lake and then start scrambling the slabs to the foot of the gulley leading to the east ridge of Ingalls. Aside from a couple hikers we passed earlier, we are the only ones around. The west ridge of Stuart with Dave and Paul in the foreground. Pat leads off up the scrambling in the gully with me following. Dave and Paul are on a seperate rope behind me. The climbing itself, aside from a couple of moves, goes at 5.easy with a few really 5.fun moves. The only down side to the entire climb was the gaggle of paparazzi who followed us on our ascent. The flashes going off made the exposure that much more unnerving. Dave led the final pitch to the summit, working a variation that went up over the final horn rather than the 5.7ish traverse around it. Lots of loose stuff made this particular variation pretty spicy. The fixed nut remained there; I was unable to bust it loose. The booty gods frowned upon my efforts. However, the two lovely ladies we saw descending from the South Ridge made it all worthwhile. We traversed over to the rap station and joined the twins together for a full 60M rap down. The wind picked up just as we launched the ropes, causing a mass of tangles. After we all rapelled to the first big ledge and finally pulled the ropes, we opted to downclimb the rest of the south ridge to avoid any further rope problems. Back down at our packs by 4 p.m. we pack it up and head down to the lake to pump some water and plan our next move. The sky's really darkening at this point and it feels like rain. We briefly consider heading over to the west ridge of Stuart anyway, hoping the weather passes quickly but in the end we decide to head back to the car. Stuart from Ingalls Lake. Just as soon as we decide to head back to the car, the sky opens on us and we are quickly drenched. By the time we actually get to the car the rain has stopped and we toss back a few beers to drown our sorrows and formulate a new plan of attack. Regardless, we are glad we're not on the west ridge now. Since we only have a pair of 60M twins, a rack of hexes and stoppers, and a few cams, our choices are somewhat limited. We eventually decide to head to the Tieton area, load up on some hot food and crash, hopefully getting a few pitches in on Sunday. So after a few false starts looking for decent grub in Cle Elum we make it to Yakivegas where we throw down on some colon-blow at the local tacqueria. Its after 10 by the time we are heading past Naches in search of a roadside bivvy. We eventually pull over and start laying out our stuff. Early the next morning the monsoons start again and my epic bivvy starts sticking to my face like the cold, clammy hand of death itself (next time I bring my pole). I scramble back into the car and am awakened at dawn my Paul's cries of "shit!" Why yes, that is indeed shit and judging from the undigested whole-kernel corn in it, I'd say its human. Laying a modest 8 inches or so from his face its no wonder he smelled shit when we got out of the car the night before. Of course we all giggle like schoolgirls at Paul's misfortune, which in the end, serves as a metaphor for the whole trip: we may have gotten crapped on but we had a good time nonetheless. Gear Notes: 60M twins Rack of Hexes Slung Stoppers (some cams would have been helpful but not necessary)

But I was always told I'm Czechoslovakian, so am I Slovak, or Czech now? American.

I used the "religious experience" card whilst parked at Teanaway--no ticket. I've also parked there two other times with nothing on my dash or mirror at all and no ticket. The enforcement seems extremely arbitrary.

well. . what was the outcome? I almost did the same thing RumR

Then I guess one out of two isnt bad for the pass. Edit: I forgot to claim my right to post beyotches

I used to hang a sign from my mirror saying I was having a religious experience in nature. Never got a ticket but that doesnt mean it worked. I have also parked at a number of trailheads with no pass or permit and not been ticketed. I got a warning notice one time at Santiam Pass.

When they stop subsidizing private corporate interests I will gladly support them. Until they do so I suggest you STFU.

NOLSe, while creative, is going to get someone in big trouble. First off, you are required by law to notify the Oregon DMV of your corrected address within 30 days of moving. Its a pretty hefty fine if caught. I am sure WA has a similar law. Also, in many areas, a vehicle parked on public property for more than 24 hours OR without a current, legal license plate can be considered 'abandoned' and towed (I know this is true in Oregon). Finally, if they tow your car because you dont have any plates on it neither the tow truck nor the agency calling in the tow is responsible for any damage done to your vehicle. You parked it there illegally. I hate the fee demo program too and go out of my way to avoid paying the fees associated with it (never got a ticket yet--just a warning). However, this is just bad advice and can lead to worse consequences. Fight the power!

A black butte porter should suffice nicely.

What about that kid I loaned my ATC too? Did he get his stoke on?

Do a search on here for an earlier discussion of this topic. Also search google for some creative ways of beating this.

Hell no. My bad--I could aswore you said you were taking a mazama group on a training hike.

how about posting the article for those who arent subscribers?