pink Posted January 6, 2016 Share Posted January 6, 2016 i've only climbed with Ivan in my dreams... sigh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted January 8, 2016 Author Share Posted January 8, 2016 Would love to get a lap in before the lame closer. But hate rappelling. Hopefully it will open. Go Bernie! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted January 8, 2016 Share Posted January 8, 2016 climbing the south side, then rapping the north side is kinda kewl Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted January 11, 2016 Share Posted January 11, 2016 1/10/16 - 4th year of setting down the shit that does down in beatardia, where men are women and women are never around was a rude late fall/early winter season - the big blow of early november annihilated the hiking trail and i woulda been pissed about it if'n never-ending rains hadn't set in and made soloing laps insane anyway a late december trip out w/ geoff at the start of winter break - we ended up just drinking beers n' smoking shit n' commenting on the awful, awful slickery nature of everything - the wall closed at ground zero and so nothing aidable particularly of interest christmas ensued and all was well - didn't have the cash or the clock-time to go for a long off trade to red rocks or whatever, so the only local option was heading up to the puget sound and make a water-man of meself again - last year was great, a 3 day back-pack on the olympic coast n' a 2 day ocean kayak this time around it was a 6-day sea window beat up north in the early hours of 12/27, bent out of my mind it seemed, water streaming along the side of the automovat - seattle shortly after dawn, proud pat all pat-like made our way to the marina n' nattered in the cold light waiting to meet up w/ our captain, a true comedy of errors - soon enough we were on board and casting off sweet simple sailing southward in light airs, past bouys bestowed with sealions - seals - dolphins - eagles both american and candadian i bet - the pleasant site of a 'lion bolting down a full-growth salmon by tail the last bit into port orchard by motor, the night come round so soon - carriers at bremerton ashore we 'sup n' carouse n' enjoy ourselves capitally - meet a sheila-acquaintance of denali dave's round the fireplace n' philsophize over the weight of smoke before rambling off to a sea-berth sail oughta town the next day and all was well - got meself nearly kilt by a swinging boom just shy of brian island or somethign like that - spent much of the night dazed as could be but enjoyed a grand time nonetheless binging on burgundy, n' noble reds n' flowing bowls of what-have-you until 2 in the morning awoke feeling near as death as i've felt in awhile - the hard-knock the day before was certainly one of my fabled 9 lives n' i felt the truth of it - grayed out - feeling the cold i'd inherited from the silverton clan plus the concusssion plus the cold above deck plus the deep, deep fucking booze funk they all thought i was dead the day before and grew doubly grim when i was drawing breath the day after but groaning - turned into me laying in agony on the cabin bench n' holding me head together as we steamed back to seattle against a solid breeze the rest of the day was a healing thing - pat flung himself into the sound in his wetsuit as i laid around his joint, showering and trying to sleep off my fucking concussion - that night we did some super-stoned shopping n' headed over to his girlfriend's for a sumptous dinner set against a most scorchign cold outside - i cackled n' thumbed through 1960's civil defense brochures while pat snored n' i made small talk w/ his missus and her very alien animal 3 days of ocean kayaking ensued - launched out from an indian reservation near bellingham, stocked up on cheap injun smokes - the rudder was rudely impaired n' pat didn't know but had me in the back anyhow, so after hours of bitching n' cussing we finally fetched up on clark island soaked rather wet we came straight ashore n' made camp in what proved to be a damned cold place - made a roaring fire n' had a bit of a good night - italian fare i recollect - olives n' red sauce n' sausage tortellinis n' mozeralla n' red wine - a sputtering fire, a bit of a dissapointment but soon enough the tent beside a snoring pat n' i slept soundly, the head cold resonating through me day 2 of the ocean kayak we resolve to shift our camp southwards on the island but no further - find a sweet cove filled w/ firewood n' a sweltering sun, relative to our recent camp - we souse along the shore for a bit n' later launch for a trip to a nearby island where pat is molested by sheep great night, this one - we were promised the northern lights but they never appeared but fuck it - it was new years eve - we sat by a roaring fire n' enjoyed bacon n' chili n' what-have-you, me sucking down pionot noir n' smokes n' enjoying the simpleness of being stranded at sea new year's eve we returned to civilization n' after a bit of agony i made it home in time for winter weather and a nice delayed start to the school year but this a beacon thread, n' so all this stuff before is simple bullshit n' i apologize for it today was day 1! corner lap #1, but not solo n' gladly not geoff at the bk a bit past 10 - we saunter eastwards by strong light n' stronger winds the parking lot in a simple gale - we pack and wander down, bound n' determined to reach the top of the uprising and to suss out the damage from there cold n' icy but delightfully dry - i take pitch 1 n' we alternate from there - snow patches here and there, but dry where it needs to be - some beers along the way n' we get time to poke our head over the railing n' take in the carnage on the touron-trail - much work to be done it's obvious - big blown out trees n' blowdown n' battered stones - we take it in and scoot down the raps in the big blow n' enjoy some beers and ramboling aroudn and reach back for home here's to 2016 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dougd Posted January 11, 2016 Share Posted January 11, 2016 we souse along the shore for a bit n' later launch for a trip to a nearby island where pat is molested by sheep Really cool Pat has found love again. Prost! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terminal_Gravity Posted January 24, 2016 Share Posted January 24, 2016 Dude...near dead from a boom hit, and still finished the trip??? Maybe your brain was damaged. Really glad you are alive! Was it on a gybe? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted January 24, 2016 Share Posted January 24, 2016 couldn't say, though i think not - it was the main-sail's boom only a week left for legal-beacon for awhile - got the day off 2morrow - anybody interested in slumm'n it in the damp? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pink Posted January 25, 2016 Share Posted January 25, 2016 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stevetimetravlr Posted January 26, 2016 Share Posted January 26, 2016 I'm ready to rock when you are Ivanho, as the last of the sand slides thru the hourglass, its kind of a pisser. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted January 26, 2016 Share Posted January 26, 2016 ugh...solid rain through the weekend... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted January 26, 2016 Author Share Posted January 26, 2016 How is the battle to get the south side open? New climbing plan? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
billcoe Posted January 26, 2016 Share Posted January 26, 2016 The plan is barely started. Nothing has changed from last year, but not for want of trying by all 8 of the climbers on the committee. Hit the bureaucratic wall. Sorry. We expect the plan to be completed early summer, keep hope alive for next year. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted January 26, 2016 Share Posted January 26, 2016 the immediate priority i think should be getting the north side back open - closing the whole thing right after the storm might have made sense, but 2 months later folks ought to have access - stone soup in particular is silly to have closed, seeing as how its 50 feet from the open parking lot. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted February 1, 2016 Share Posted February 1, 2016 1/10/16 - 4th year of setting down the shit that does down in beatardia, where men are women and women are never around was a rude late fall/early winter season - the big blow of early november annihilated the hiking trail and i woulda been pissed about it if'n never-ending rains hadn't set in and made soloing laps insane anyway a late december trip out w/ geoff at the start of winter break - we ended up just drinking beers n' smoking shit n' commenting on the awful, awful slickery nature of everything - the wall closed at ground zero and so nothing aidable particularly of interest christmas ensued and all was well - didn't have the cash or the clock-time to go for a long off trade to red rocks or whatever, so the only local option was heading up to the puget sound and make a water-man of meself again - last year was great, a 3 day back-pack on the olympic coast n' a 2 day ocean kayak this time around it was a 6-day sea window beat up north in the early hours of 12/27, bent out of my mind it seemed, water streaming along the side of the automovat - seattle shortly after dawn, proud pat all pat-like made our way to the marina n' nattered in the cold light waiting to meet up w/ our captain, a true comedy of errors - soon enough we were on board and casting off sweet simple sailing southward in light airs, past bouys bestowed with sealions - seals - dolphins - eagles both american and candadian i bet - the pleasant site of a 'lion bolting down a full-growth salmon by tail the last bit into port orchard by motor, the night come round so soon - carriers at bremerton ashore we 'sup n' carouse n' enjoy ourselves capitally - meet a sheila-acquaintance of denali dave's round the fireplace n' philsophize over the weight of smoke before rambling off to a sea-berth sail oughta town the next day and all was well - got meself nearly kilt by a swinging boom just shy of brian island or somethign like that - spent much of the night dazed as could be but enjoyed a grand time nonetheless binging on burgundy, n' noble reds n' flowing bowls of what-have-you until 2 in the morning awoke feeling near as death as i've felt in awhile - the hard-knock the day before was certainly one of my fabled 9 lives n' i felt the truth of it - grayed out - feeling the cold i'd inherited from the silverton clan plus the concusssion plus the cold above deck plus the deep, deep fucking booze funk they all thought i was dead the day before and grew doubly grim when i was drawing breath the day after but groaning - turned into me laying in agony on the cabin bench n' holding me head together as we steamed back to seattle against a solid breeze the rest of the day was a healing thing - pat flung himself into the sound in his wetsuit as i laid around his joint, showering and trying to sleep off my fucking concussion - that night we did some super-stoned shopping n' headed over to his girlfriend's for a sumptous dinner set against a most scorchign cold outside - i cackled n' thumbed through 1960's civil defense brochures while pat snored n' i made small talk w/ his missus and her very alien animal 3 days of ocean kayaking ensued - launched out from an indian reservation near bellingham, stocked up on cheap injun smokes - the rudder was rudely impaired n' pat didn't know but had me in the back anyhow, so after hours of bitching n' cussing we finally fetched up on clark island soaked rather wet we came straight ashore n' made camp in what proved to be a damned cold place - made a roaring fire n' had a bit of a good night - italian fare i recollect - olives n' red sauce n' sausage tortellinis n' mozeralla n' red wine - a sputtering fire, a bit of a dissapointment but soon enough the tent beside a snoring pat n' i slept soundly, the head cold resonating through me day 2 of the ocean kayak we resolve to shift our camp southwards on the island but no further - find a sweet cove filled w/ firewood n' a sweltering sun, relative to our recent camp - we souse along the shore for a bit n' later launch for a trip to a nearby island where pat is molested by sheep great night, this one - we were promised the northern lights but they never appeared but fuck it - it was new years eve - we sat by a roaring fire n' enjoyed bacon n' chili n' what-have-you, me sucking down pionot noir n' smokes n' enjoying the simpleness of being stranded at sea new year's eve we returned to civilization n' after a bit of agony i made it home in time for winter weather and a nice delayed start to the school year but this a beacon thread, n' so all this stuff before is simple bullshit n' i apologize for it today was day 1! corner lap #1, but not solo n' gladly not geoff at the bk a bit past 10 - we saunter eastwards by strong light n' stronger winds the parking lot in a simple gale - we pack and wander down, bound n' determined to reach the top of the uprising and to suss out the damage from there cold n' icy but delightfully dry - i take pitch 1 n' we alternate from there - snow patches here and there, but dry where it needs to be - some beers along the way n' we get time to poke our head over the railing n' take in the carnage on the touron-trail - much work to be done it's obvious - big blown out trees n' blowdown n' battered stones - we take it in and scoot down the raps in the big blow n' enjoy some beers and ramboling aroudn and reach back for home here's to 2016 1/31 - day 2 - closing day, and not a very promising one - 39 degrees n' pouring rain in the parking lot - a drive out through mental desperation, the moss on this here rolling rock of meself growing thick n' fucking shaggy beers n' bullshitting w/ steve n' waiting for the weather to give up a little - there were no illusions of how thorough soggy it was gonna be no wind to speak of though, so there was that at least and it got warmer on the south side after the mist melted away - soon enough i cast off, pulling on gear here and there to remind meself not to be a dipshit on a point of pride climbing the slime-cone the sun shone out halfway up and the mood improved noticeably - fresh snow, as innocent as a downy laotian-lamb along the far gorge walls -steve was exuberant to lead the second pitch and i salute him for it as it wouldn't have taken much to talk me out of it a real slippy-slidey one is that - our boy did it w/o flying off but, following, i found meself doing the cartoon-character spinning me feet in the air thang at one point and only narrowly avoiding a pretty cosmic pirouette around the first crux found meself holding forth somethign fierce on tree ledge, swilling pbr n' pounding upon our poor fellow about his own cosmic hangups -those rightly disposed, and a few butts thrown in to boot, i bolted on up the slippery ramps to grassy ledges - since i had a 70 and the jill's anchor was running wet, i went past it and anchored to a tree - a flippant shoulder belay ensued n' steve quite soon went n' fell big time onto it but i proved them old-boys knew what they were doing and ended up smiling on the ground for it the trail closed sign even as we slipped away - stone soup next month now i suppose, though i suspect it's gonna take a civil action and yet another juicy skamania judge session before it gets sorted out - how good is it i have no other hobbies? 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stevetimetravlr Posted February 1, 2016 Share Posted February 1, 2016 That was a good day. Hard to believe its 6 months before we can climb there again. Insanity really, hope they open some of Beacon, it just doesn't make sense to shut down all the climbing. Here's Ivan getting her done in the raging torrent.. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted February 2, 2016 Author Share Posted February 2, 2016 Nothing has changed from last year, but not for want of trying by all 8 of the climbers on the committee. Who are the 8 members? Thanks. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
stevetimetravlr Posted February 3, 2016 Share Posted February 3, 2016 Who are the 8 members? Thanks. Evidentally you are not one of them Kevbone. Me neither. Its what comes with being to radical. They don't want us sport climbers bolting up the place. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted February 3, 2016 Author Share Posted February 3, 2016 Who are the 8 members? Thanks. Evidentally you are not one of them Kevbone. Me neither. Its what comes with being to radical. They don't want us sport climbers bolting up the place. LOL Seriously though....I would like to know who is representing me at Beacon. Thanks! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pink Posted February 3, 2016 Share Posted February 3, 2016 isn't Bernie Sanders no the committee feelin the burn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted February 3, 2016 Share Posted February 3, 2016 Who are the 8 members? Thanks. Evidentally you are not one of them Kevbone. Me neither. Its what comes with being to radical. They don't want us sport climbers bolting up the place. LOL Seriously though....I would like to know who is representing me at Beacon. Thanks! thought that had been listed on this thread already? bill coe's one, he can tell us the others - i doubt all 8 of them have spent time in the land of the little people Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted February 3, 2016 Author Share Posted February 3, 2016 Can anyone list who is on this committee? Thanks Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted February 3, 2016 Author Share Posted February 3, 2016 OK. So I finally got a list of who is on this committee. Only Bill Coe is a Beacon Rock climber/local. I guess Randy Klein decided who was going to represent Beacon. Jim, myself, Arent and others where left out because we are too emotional. Well....your right about that. IMO this is completely unacceptable to have people representing Beacon Rock who are not locals and climb at Beacon on a regular basis. I am moving towards forming our own committee. Obviously this committee has no power and has not accomplished anything considering the 15 year faze out of the bird closure. There is absolutely no legal precedent keeping the rock closed at this time. Kevin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ivan Posted February 3, 2016 Share Posted February 3, 2016 thomas jefferson wouldn't stand for this kinda crap man, eh? hey, don't feel so bad, you weren't the only one who was rejected in his bid to be a Beacon Overlord to be serious, i wouldn't sell bill short - and there were a # of other folks on the list i recall that i had some confidence in too Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kevbone Posted February 4, 2016 Author Share Posted February 4, 2016 I don't really care about being on a committee only that we as climbers are represented by locals and people we know. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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