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Pass.......Yup. The Denali, or you're not cool at all.
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Pass.......Yup. The Denali, or you're not cool at all.
Pass.......
Yeah, I'll pass on trying to be cool as well. Them's the big leagues. I have a friend who's been guiding rock and ice for years...when he was in Yosemite doing walls, he and his friends were sitting on the porch of the store and some hotshots were talking smack...the conversation spread to the whole group, and my friend was asked, "Who are you guys?"
"We're nobody."
I always admired that response.
I like that.
Much like John Bauman, who paddled into the harbor when National Geo was starting to film the first circumnavigation of Iceland by kayak. They asked him were he had been and he said, 'Around the island." LOL
National Geo had a huge expedition. John did it by himself.
That's awesome. I remember one of the best alpine skiers I knew, back in college, when we were talking about the latest-greatest ski clothing, saying, "Dude, you just don't need all that shit." So very correct.
In my head I can hear my grandpa saying that same line (without the 'dude').
Yup. I can hear mine exactly the same way. A pair of boots and an old wool shirt, a well-maintained rifle, a sharp knife. Good to go. I never asked him about skiing equipment, but he was in the 10th Mtn in WWII, and when I was about five he took me and my sibs to Okemo Mtn in VT to teach us to ski. He skied rings around the newfangled stuff on his old hickory sticks with the bearclaw bindings.
I never really recreated with my grandpa. It was always work of some sort. Even hunting was serious business. I'm not saying we didn't have a good time. There were many good times had, but there wasn't much time wasted between dawn and dusk.
I didn't spend much time with mine. He was my grandma's third husband and was kind of a dick. That said, he taught me how to paddle a canoe, how to ski, how to sharpen a knife, and knew the New England woods really well. I learned a lot from him.
Not that bad a dick as he taught you to paddle and ski....
I spent several summers with my grandparents. I learned a lot.
He was a dick in a lot of other ways. I was no treasure at the time, either, but no one in the family liked him, except grandma.
I spent a week or two each of several summers with them on the shore of a lake in NH. It was good for me.
And Grandma's opinion was the only one that really mattered.
Fuck. This is a hard one to read about. Everything went well, good day, successful summit and ...dead. Damn.
I don't think my friend Chris's body was ever recovered either.
I'll check it out. Thanks...sort of old news. It was like ten years ago. He was guiding and unclipped to help a client...gone. Just slipped off the mountain, just below Washburn's Thumb.Sorry about your friend, perg. Now, I know that there are some parts of the movie, "The Bucket List" that will move you. Rent it. And don't not watch the ending.
"The 2008 climbing season on Mount McKinley is winding toward its end with a string of bad luck for guide services and their clients.
National Park Service officials Tuesday announced the second death this week. Both men, climbing with different guide services, appeared to be doing fine on their way to the top of North America's tallest peak when they simply collapsed and died, according to observers.
The latest fatality, according to the Park Service, is 20-year-old Pungkas Tri Baruno from Jakarta, Indonesia. He was with a team of climbers from Mountain Trip descending the West Buttress route Monday night when he collapsed about one quarter-mile from the 17,200-foot high camp, according to park spokeswoman Maureen McLaughlin.
She said guides with Baruno immediately initiated cardiopulmonary resuscitation and immediately called for assistance from another guided team at high camp via family-band radio. CPR was performed for more than an hour, but Baruno could not be revived.
He was one of three clients on a Mountain Trip expedition that began its ascent June 22, the service said. Baruno, one of his teammates and two guides summited the peak Monday before beginning the descent.
Baruno's cause of death was not immediately known. His body was left at the 17,200-foot camp until it could be removed by a helicopter when weather permitted, the park service said.
He is the second man to die on the peak in a week's time. Climber James Nasti died after he suddenly collapsed on the Fourth of July at the mountain's peak. His body was buried there and will likely not be recovered because of the risk involved, according to the park service."
I'll check it out. Thanks...sort of old news. It was like ten years ago. He was guiding and unclipped to help a client...gone. Just slipped off the mountain, just below Washburn's Thumb.
These are both strange deaths. I gotta wonder if it even mattered that they were on a mountain. These both feel like "your turn now" kind of deaths.
Yeah, when your number is up, it's up. No one did anything "wrong". Sad, but still, there are a pile of victories every day.
When in Fairbanks last week, I drank beer with a guy who stood on top of Everest last year. That's prolly the closest I'll ever get to that mountain.
I might get closer someday, but probably not to climb the bastard. I have no need to stand in line and deal with crowds. Denali was bad enough.
Come to anchorage, we can find a nice place to sit on top of something and drink beer.....without a crowd....
Sorry...lost track of this thread. I'd really love that. I could use some mountain time and easy company right now.
In two weeks I am doing the Grays and Torreys peaks, both are over 14k.
I cannot wait to see the view from the top(s).
Nice. The view from the top always good. I wish for clear air for ya!
(are those handicap accessible trails?)