Here is an old photo. Truckers World is the left most line of icicles.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Karl skining up the ridge
View of the Bitterroot Mountains
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Looking up at the climb (The Pig)
The climbing was great. Nice ice conditions that accepted our picks and screw with minimal plating. The route took two rope-stretcher pitches to put us on top. It turned out to be a very fun warm-up route. The day wasn't over yet though. We still needed to get the hell out of the there.
Looking down from the ice
The goal is always to try and make it to the lake by dark. Of course it never happens. A storm had settled in the cirque and we new it would be getting dark early. Some rappels, down climbing, and nerve racking snow travel put us back at our trekking poles. A few hundred meters down the slope and we lost our precious light. Head lamps on, we continued to bush whack and stumble down the rocky slopes. Trying not to break our legs in the horrible terrain, we made quick progress. After many falls and a few branches thwacked us across the faces, we found ourselves at the lake and on easy ground. Ipods were turned on and the death march began. Twelve hours after leaving the car, we caught sight of it again.
We had a wonderful first day out. The climb wasn't anything difficult, but there is never a give-me in the GNP. No matter how savvy and efficient we can be, that place always kicks our ass!
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
As we neared Point of the Mountain, flags around Salt Lake indicated we had proper wind direction to fly, but not the velocity we needed. Jeff and I head up to launch anyways to check things out. After standing around for awhile, we accepted that flying wasn't going to happen that evening and decided we ought to salvage what daylight we had left.
Shapiro skimming the ground
O'Brien with a slider landing
We decided to go hiking in Provo canyon and check out Bridal Veil falls. It was a short hike, but enjoyable scrambling around the cliffs. The falls were nice and we got the opportunity to see two goats. Amber and Jeff met up with us on the trail and we spent the evening catching up with them.
Shapiro putting it on a tip
Since Jeff and I were on a tight time schedule, the two Jeffs and I had to get up early Tuesday morning to fly the South side. We got to launch around 7:30 and at that point, there were already paragliders in the air. Conditions were weak, but soarable. The next few hours were spent racing around the hill, dogging paragliders, and playing with touch'n goes. It had been a log time since I had been in the air and it was just what I needed.
By noon Jeff and I were headed to Logan for his bird. She was a sassy bird, but a beautiful one. After the short stop we were back on the road.
Jeff and his new bird
About 16 hours of driving for around 12 hours of fun. It was worth every minute of it. Not every day can you soar through the air like a bird, hang out with great friends, and get to touch and interact with a Peregrine falcon.
Friday, October 26, 2007
I've spent the last couple weeks slowly (most people think too quickly) rehabbing myself trying to return to my previous fitness level. Limited workouts at the climbing gym and home have helped me return to normal. This last week I have finally felt like myself again.
The week started off with a hard session at the climbing gym. Even thought I felt weak I still climbed well and most importantly had a great time. The next day I headed out side to climb with my friend Levi. I was a little hesitant since I hadn't been in a harness yet, afraid that it may pull at the incision site. After warming up, I realized that the harness shouldn't pose a problem. Levi did some work on another route and we decided to climb it afterwards. I had this overwhelming desire to lead the climb. Nervous that a lead fall could tear my stitches, I thought this could be an expensive gamble if I lose. I lead anyways. I pulled as hard as I could though the crux but fatigue got the best of me and I whipped off. "Sweet no pain. I'm back to normal", I thought. Back on the route for a few more tries, each one ending the same way. I was thrilled to be back in climbing shape.
Since I'm feeling great again, I should have plenty of things to post about (I hope). Sorry for the delay, but I'm back at it now!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
The surgery was pretty simple really, as far as I can guess. Some Versed and lights out. When I awoke, 45 minutes later, I was a little groggy and cleaned up like a porn star, but feeling just fine. I was moved to the post op room, completely woke up and finally got something to eat. I'm a big fan of breakfast so I wasn't happy with the idea of not eating in the morning. It wasn't long before I had to take a leak, a good thing since the alternative is a catheter. No way in hell I wanted that!By 11:30 I was home, only three hours after the procedure began. Now I'm just sitting around with a pack of ice on my junk bored out of my mind. I don't have the right personality for this. Its only been four hours since I got home and I'm already going crazy. I'm not quite sure how long the recovery should be, but I do know it will be over a week. Yikes. I'm so screwed, ha.
Monday, September 17, 2007
At the end of August, I headed out to Seattle to help out the family and support Bob through a few of his final radiation treatments. I spent the time visiting and doing what I could to help out my Aunt Heather. Washing some dishes, a little cooking, and some straightening up. I had a great time, but all the while I wished I could do more. It was very difficult to see my uncle in such a condition. I wished I could lend him my strength, both mental and physical, but all I had to offer was my presence. So that is what I gave.
Bob and I in Seattle.
Unfortunately I wasn't able to stay for his final treatment. Work was calling me back. Bob has been on the road to recovery for a few weeks now and thing are looking good. I look forward to our next trip and when this will all just be a memory.
Not much going on since Seattle. Same old story; climbing, flying, hunting, and work. Here are some recent photos:
Spiders around my uncle's house
Sunset over Lake Washington
Sunset after a hunt
Some bouldering at Kootenai
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Melissa starting the approach
Our objective; Shoshone (the middle one)
Mel topping out on pitch four.
Top of four.
Melissa nearing the top of the route.
Final moves to the top.
One last photo.
Evening lighting on Nez Perce
Thursday, August 9, 2007
#1 Circling over Ron
#2 Alberton in the background
#3 Cruising above Bill
#4 Bill in the background
#5 Turning over the Tarkio ranch
#6 Coming in to land