layton

go to a PT, chiro, or ortho who specialises in feet, sounds like you've got a biomechanical issue. foot adjusting, muscle stripping, wobble boards, and/or orthodics lay in your future.

Do photos you took with somebody elses camera count, or do those photos belong to the camera owner?

I was hoping "the big picture" would be a link to something that would explain to me about life, love, etc...but it was just a picture of me doing something very very very stupid. Is that the "big picture", I'm stupid?

For some,it's in the 5th circle of alpine hell, just above the greyhound bus circle. For others it's the airport in Portland, Maine

Thanks for the update John!

I dunno? But there are a bunch of sweet spots around there to set up the tent and sit inside of it for as long as you want! Marcus, if you're reading this I'm sorry I froze you in carbonite.

anyone that's ever logged lots of time rappin' in Red Rocks, knows the reason for chosing the EDK above all else. The knot faces out and doesn't get trapped in cracks as easily. Therefor it is the safest knot to use and I get grumpy when my partner won't rap on it.

What fun! Driving, that is. Mister Donaldson and I found choice driving up I-5 all the way from Portland to Chehalis, but we decided to turn around and drive through Portland again, then all the way over to Baker City! I treasure our special little "drives" through this heartland. gonna go check out some o' dat elkhorn ice! Yeeehaw! But where are we gonna find a map store open before 9am in a podunk town the day after thanksgiving? It just so happened the USGS was located across from the safeway and was open early! A good omen? We were shown all sorts of top secret stuff by the map man. Look out locals. So we loaded the packs for some overnight winter campin'! And after a whole two hours skiing with heavy packs (loaded with 3 boxes of coffee filters and enough gas for one cup each? wft??) we quickly arrived at the base of the face at the end of the resivoir and set up camp for some campin' Unfortunately, although it was very cold out (teens), it was dumping snow (6 inches) and all the ice was gone execpt for what looked like a 50 foot dribble way up above a nice loaded slope. Oh well! We had LOTS of campin' to be had anyways. What happened inside that little I-tent from 2:30 in the afternoon to 9am the next morning is the real story. Let me start by saying Marcus didn't leave the tent once in that whole 18 hour stretch. Too busy campin'! Yeah boy, let me tell you. THE GREAT ALPINE NINJA BATTLE....... As it snowed and snowed and we sat and stared at the walls of the tent for ceasless hours with no form of entertainment brought, madness set in. The inside of the tent sweated our drying clothes in the fading light and the november snowfall silently suffocated our sanity. Then! A strange figure appeared on the side of the tent.... "I SHALL REIGN BLOOD DOWN UPON THEE WITH GREAT VENGANCE! TAKE UP ARMS AGAINST THINE NEIGHBOR!!" the scary drippy stick god screached! I was terrified! I looked aroudn and Marcus was gone! I was alone and scared. I cowered in the corner alone with my madness Then a glowing appeared from Marcus's bag, not unlike the star baby planet from 2010 A space odessy. And Marcus appeared out of nowhere, as a NINJA!!!! And cast a spell on me, turning me into the lead singer from Aha! in their video "Take on me" Then he cast another spell! I prayed to the gods "Sock and Glove" And they gave me special powers! Ninja Marcus's will was STRONG! So sock and glove gods gave me more power! to freeze ninja Marcus in Carbonite! The rest of the trip was uneventful. We ran out of gas on deadman's pass and somehow made it to a gas station after 19 miles going downhill on empty. I love ice climbing!

Thank you guys so much for posting conditions!

duh hickey!

like duh

cc.com is like stupid and shit

Did Craig get chilly hands, and did you have to "help" him re-warm them?

getting a bunch of pre-schoolers to follow instruction

why don't you guys wait until Jon is ready, he said he'd be doing something in a few... or at least change the thread title to Photo Contest II

oh, and like I said I DO NOT SPEAK FOR ALL D.C.'s and i have the highest respect for M.D.'s and think they have a positive impact on health and do some amazing things that chiropractors don't. And to clear up some more I mostly addressing general practice physicians, not folks who are in any sort of sub-specialty within their profession. you certainly can't do it all and expect to be the best at it. i think folks not in the medical profession would be very very surprised to learn just how much guessing and unknown there really is when it comes to diagnosing and treating. heck, a cancer patient could not respond at all to chemo, and be totally cured by having a crystal dangled over them and eating newt tails.

I'm going to clear some stuff up raised in the poison ivy thread. This is my opinion. My school, any organization, or physican has nothing to do with this. Anyone who practices under a "philosophy" vs "clinical experience and evidence based medicine" certainly is a quak. Plenty of all in each profession that does that, and they tend to be the most outspoken too. That said, only about 1/3 of all medical practices have had any clinical RCT, nof1's, ect.. trials. You cannot legally practice chiropractic without a D.C. license, and that is not a doctoral degree like a PhD, but a license to practice under their scope. Physical therapists are now starting to get a doctoral degree (like a Phd) and are legally allowed to diagnose and treat without a doctor's prescription...so some PT's while not technically "doctors" are in fact fulfilling the same roll. ND's have the same claim to "doctor" as M.D.'s D.O's or D.C.'s, whether you like any of those or not. The reason this is a heated and confusing topic is because Washington State has the smallest scope of practice of any state in the union for D.C.'s...mainly because the political loby is built mainly of old-school antiquated "Straight chiropractors" who do indeed think spinal adjusting will cure all from cancer to hangnails and I really wish they were out of the profession...but they were licenced 20 years ago before chiropractors took a very strong medical model standpoint. There are one or two schools that probably should be closed down, and one came very close. But ya know what, those "doctors" have been getting results regardless of how religious their philosophy is, and in my opinoin...whatever works. ...and most of you guys see chiros in washington. Which sucks for me, b/c i plan on practicing in WA. Things are changing though...so those old docs might need to take some after work classes! BUT, i think these "straight" Doc's have a small percentage of patients misdiagnosed (like they have leukemia, not low back pain). Chiropractic students in my school are trained in all aspects of physical assesment from opthamosopic exams to neurological testing to YES! lab tests. Our "philosophy" is to 1st rule out disease, and if so, refer to a specialist...but properly diagnose the disease...but if either the disease, pathoanatomical, or biomechanical is not progressive or malignant (i.e. they're getting worse fast and Need surgery or drugs ASAP) THEN our choice of treatment is to try the least invase conservate clinical trial of treatments (be it adjusting, muscle work, diet, exercise, etc etc etc) and see if they are getting better... If so, then this patient is being properly managed and treated by their chiropractic physican...the exact same way your M.D. would treat. And if anyone tells you different then they are either being lazy, ignorant, limited by their states stupid laws, or totally caught up in their own personal/spiritual/religious belief at the cost of the patient...or they know what gets them paid lots of money-patients be damned. So that's the scoop. If you come into my office b/c your fingers and toes are tingling, you can be sure I'm going to rule out diabetes before I rule in radiculopathy from a nerve root irritation. On a physical I'm certainly going to obtain your blood pressure, check your reflexes, ect etc, as well as check your muscles nerves and joints. And if you ask your D.C. to do a physical, they would too. A big problem is also with insurance companies. Even though they know that they could save BILLIONS from conservative care doctors like chiropractors, most still won't re-imburse for chiropractic physicals, or treatment in general for that matter. To get all paranoid, i will wager there is a connection with money being the tie, between the AMA, insurance companies, hospitals, and drug companies.

I have received excellent care from chiropractors for some pretty serious injuries over my life. I currently see a chiropractor and am very grateful. With that said, my chiropractor is not my doctor. I cannot designate him as my primary care physician within my health network. Nor would I want to. A chiro does not provide the same treatments as an MD more or less. A chiro cannot prescribe drugs or do surgery (stuff that people generally associate with docs) and an MD does not adjust the spine. These differences are important for obvious reasons. Again, I respect and appreciate my chiro as I do my doc. But to tell people that there is little difference between the two is potentially misleading and definitely not necessary. You are obviously proud of the fact you are a chiro--as you should be. It is an honorable profession with a history that is distinctly different from the MD field's development. Best of luck to you in your studies; many people will benefit from your devotion to your practise. True, but I'll wager your M.D. doesn't perform the surgery either. It's called referral, and it's done through a portal of entry physican, be it an MD,DC,DO,or ND. Lifestyle modification, physical therapy, manipulation...hands on therapy will take care of most of your aches and pains, and if not....refer to a specialist. I wish D.C.'s could prescibe drugs, and MD's would do something besides that and there was only one type of doctor. But that's just not gonna happen, and it's probably a very good thing since there is no right or wrong way to heal a person. Whatever works. For neuro/muscular/skeletal i'd see a chiro for nutrition i'd see a naturopath for general diseases I'd see an MD for a gunshot wound I'd go to the ER for surgery, serious pathology, etc...i'd see the specialist who only does that. for physicals, check-ups, etc...I'd strongly urge you to see a chiro.

Oh, ND's are doctors too. Down with the AMA juggernaut! M.D.'s practice just as much wacked-out shit and any other doctor with just as little evidence to back it up.

It must be a rosy wold out there being so ignorant. WTF is your problem? It's not the profession, it's the practicioner. Since when does nitpicking about a title make a good physician? It's about as stupid as only voting for democrats or republicans, soley based on their political party. All I know is when I get my license I will be LEGALLY REQUIRED to practice under the scope practice for a licensed doctor, and my patients will be lucky to visit me and get the help they need. I'd be the same person with a D.O., M.D., or D.C. license and would employ the same treatments more or less. You are being extrememly childish, bordering on offensive and highly retarded.

Marcus, I mentioned that film in my review "We then watched a fantastic film all alone in the theater. Human beings walked around and sat and talked to each other for two hours. They were upset about something, but luckily they resolved whatever that was about in a short time."

Boy, I shore do enjoy the Mt Adams Forum. Yippie yeee haw! I'm also glad that it has an entire forum devoted to it, b/c I think that's important. Mt Adams forever!

Climb: Castle Dome East Face-Dike Route...almost Date of Climb: 11/20/2005 Trip Report: Marcus and I headed down to visit some old friends saturday afternoon. The Retardedly steep and spice east face of castle dome Our usual pizza was pipin' hot and f'in disgusting once again, but it was alright cuz the BIG GAME was playing. Green team and yellow team couldn't share the ball and a jailbird with a whistle terrorized the field. We didn't know what to think! Maybe they should get 2 balls so both teams can enjoy holding it. I don't know why they want the gosh darn thing if they keep throwing it away! And why would the jailbirds blow whistles to attract attention to themselves? I'll never understand this game. Scraps wasn't there to toss the dough, so we never got to say goodbye to her. Awwwww Scraps, are you reading this? Miss ya hun! We then watched a fantastic film all along in the theater. Human beings walked around and sat and talked to each other for two hours. They were upset about something, but luckily they resolved whatever that was about in a short time. Then to Castle Crags S.P. under the shadow of Mt. Sody Pop! Mt Sody Pop! We went a'camping that night. We pulled in, lay in a prone position for 8 hours, and then returned to the car. Hot dog, I love campin'!! Dipshit forgot the propane so our x-tra choice coffee we got comped from our sponsors, the good folks at stumptown coffee, sat in the f'in bag. We stared at the windshield for a short time while we fulfilled the requirement of supplying carbohydrate molecules to our liver for processing. The on to the CASTLE DOME TRAIL! Whooo-weee, i tell ya boy! I don't know about marcus, but i was chompin at the bit to hike that trail again. Old moss bearded friends still stood watch over the forest. Marcus gave one a big ole' hug, but then started to make out with it. I planted pine cones to renew the circle of life once again. The trail sweeped had the day off and it was littered with pine needles. I was surprised a few times too! it seemed i didn't remember every single inch of trail on the way! "Hey, where did that root come from???" I whipped out my brand new rope so we could do 3 raps to the base of the route and it was a good thing the entire rope splooshed into a giant puddle at the base b/c it was getting kinda dirty from the time out of the bag. Now this was the last route the both of us planned on ever doing here as we felt we had climbed pretty much every established big face in the place and didn't really care about other routes on the same faces, or have any desire to manzanita schwack for umpteen hours to some of the more remote 4-6 pitch not-so-big walls in the place. Sound cocky? Well....yeah, but we were "loving" this area to death. So Marcus starts up and gets to the 1st anchor after 165' and an hour of leading. "hmmmmmm" i thought! "That took a while???" I asked him how it was, "Uhhhhhh...it was, er... interesting" It was indeed interesting that in 165 feet someone could only get a handfull of pieces of gear, all of them RP's and blue and black aliens. I didn't even bother to look at the anchor, and according to Marcus, it was a good thing I didn't. My turn! Hooooray! It sure was fun placing my 1st hybrid blue/black alien as my "bomber" piece after a good 30 foot run-out on greasy slick polished quartz holds. After another good 20-30' runout after that, I was pleased as punch to clip a super rusted old pound-in button head bolt. The "run-out" traverse after that was ridicously easy compare to the last two pitches. The relatively easy and not scary traverse Marcus ro-sham-bo'd poorly and got the odd pitches that entailed two 10d's so I offered to take the 2nd if things got rough. I have no f'in clue how my sub-7 foot tall climbing friendly giant pulled that "10d" roof follow by an enormous run-out on verticle nubs for like 30-40 feet. I think both of us kept climbing above the run-out cuz we thought, "Hey maybe there's coffee up a little higher" "Boy howdy! I shore am glad I didn't get that pitch" I thought, "that was spooky!" My "10b" pitch turned out to be a total horrow show "I should have died and killed us both" kinda pitch. I doubt I can describe how fucking terrified I was on that. I came close to throwing up, and closer to breakign down in tears near the top...no shit. 1st there was the if I fall I'm going to take a 50 footer and deck and probably rip out the shitty belay traverse. It took me forever to commit to the crux moves to the future safety of the bolt on the horizon. I was shaking with fear when i clipped that fucker, and guess what? It was a friggin rusted bent piece of shit button head and my last "good" piece was a blue/black tipped out alien hybrid. Then the angle kicked up to dead verticle. When I finally lifted my cowering head from fear and looked up I nearly shat myself. It was a good 20-30 feet to the next gear on vertical greasy nubs and it was another old fucked up button head. I clipped it and was offered no relief. I couldn't even see the next available piece of gear and wasn't even sure where to go. If I went the wrong way I would be off route, fall, rip out ALL the gear, and probably the belay. After I finished hyperventilating and chose the correct way I could see the bolt...another 20 feet of ever GREASIER slabby polished slopers I had to slap and mantle on w/no feet to the next bolt, all told probably a 40' runout on dead vertical terrain. It was another shitty buttonhead. I could see the anchor! Another 25' run-out on the same type of climbing! Yeah! I'm gonna fucking die! I'm going to kill us BOTH! This is sweet! I almost fucking fell just before the anchors (actually a couple times on the whole pitch too) and my heart came out of my chest when I saw it was a two bolt bent buttonhead fuck-show of an anchor! Awesome! Looking straight down on Marcus at the anchor on the mega runout button heads of death pitch with a worthless blue alien to add add a splash of color to the pitch, pitch. (note: marcus is already past the next piece of gear visible in this shot....fuck) Marcus re-itterated what went through my head in that last verbose description of that lead at the anchor. I grabbed the rack and said, "Here ya go brah!" Marcus just stared at me. Then he reminded me of my promise to take the other 10d pitch. "No f'in way!" I said. I'd rather rap with our one rope off shitty button heads and leave gear than lead that next pitch. It looked just like my lead before, but without the buttonheads. At least I could see pretty colors of the runners in my vision before, now there would be nothing. Almost vertical 10a nub pinching for about 80 feet with zero gear and a fall onto a VERY shitty suspect anchor that may not hold a fall. At least the roof above the slab looked like it offered pro, but this? Fuck that! So we bailed after I climbed less than three feet to give the pitch a whirl. Your Lead! Luckily we didn't leave any gear, but we did do some awesome sideways tension traverse rapping off one button head bolt on. We hiked out root creek instead on the way out and had a grand time driving home! I should point out that once again we saw NO ONE, and the weather was perfect T-shirt, but not hot enough to sweat. PERFECT! Gear Notes: more balls Approach Notes: I hear you can traverse over to the east face from the castle dome trail at the obvious look out corner. Otherwise Schwack up root creek or rap down below the good book like we did in 2-3 raps. I think if you add up the run-out #'s I gave this route is 3000' tall! Kudo's to the hardmen who've climbed this even if there was less rust when you did it. You've got bigger balls than us

i may give it a trial on my shoulders if my MRI outcome suggests surgery

it's good for joint instability and chronic sprains but the nature of the instability must be addressed. have you tried any rehab for your injury yet? it really depends on the location and nature of the injury so saying it's "good" or "bad" in this context isn't appropriate. what's wrong with you and what have you done so far to fix it. i'd say it's the inbetween step from rehab to surgery.