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Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Original Post - Dec 17, 2009 - 08:16pm PT
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So one night while exploring the inner sanctum of a local watering hole, Buggs meets a grizzled old half breed miner. They strike up a conversation and with a wishful gleam in his eye, the miner weaves Buggs a tale of a mythical land, populated by an elusive tribe of prehistoric women.
These women you see, who have lost all their breeding menfolk, are wishing for some men strong and brave enough to climb their sacred peak and help them repopulate in their remote mountaintop temple. The old man says he knows where they are, but couldn't accomplish the climb.
They don't want to become extinct, but they would rather have that than to touch a man who can't climb to the summit. So Buggs slurrs, I'm a climber, I'm yer man, but hey, how do I know they're really there?
As proof the old miner shows Buggs a couple photographs. "Whoa, nice, gimme those things!" He says as he snatches the pictures from the helpless old man.
Exhibit A:
More about the expedition in a minute.
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survival
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A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 17, 2009 - 08:48pm PT
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Buggs basically beats a little hand drawn map out of the poor old geezer and splits the bar.
So Buggs cons me into his little "expedition" and away we go on a cold December morning.
At least it was a great day....
Here's some countryside on the way.
And Buggs with grim determination. Focused on the goal.
After what seems like an eternity of driving, at last! The sacred peak of the prehistoric women is in sight.
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 17, 2009 - 09:31pm PT
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After whippin' the truck across miles of wilderness, we at last gain the base of the mighty tower.
Let the search for the hungry cave chicks begin!
hmmm...none here!
must be higher up...
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SteveW
Trad climber
The state of confusion
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Dec 17, 2009 - 10:21pm PT
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More, Buggs, MORE!!!!!
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survival
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A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 17, 2009 - 10:54pm PT
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We kept a sharp eye out, but we saw no sign of the women on the lower reaches.
It didn't bother us though, we knew where they were.
At least that's what Buggs kept saying.....
The defensive ramparts came into clearer focus.
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 17, 2009 - 11:06pm PT
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Upward and onward we toiled, following the old man's crude treasure map.
My mind raced with thoughts of a wild goose chase and unfulfilled dreams.
Come on survival! Have I ever steered you wrong before?
Ummmm ....gee.. Buggs, let me see.
All we have to do is follow the yellow brick road and we'll have them!!
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Fritz
Trad climber
Hagerman, ID
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Dec 17, 2009 - 11:12pm PT
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I'm riveted! Dude! This is a hot adventure!
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 17, 2009 - 11:20pm PT
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The climb steepened and the quest became more crystal clear.
Damn you Buggs! What if we never see our beloved homeland again?!
Sheaffer too begins to think we've taken leave of our senses.
But up and up we go. The temperature drops and the wind begins to bite...
Sheaffer wants to quit. He has no thumbs you see, so he has to resort to direct aid!!
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Captain...or Skully
Social climber
Top of the 5.2-5.12 Boulder
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Dec 17, 2009 - 11:39pm PT
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WooHoo!
Packin' pups! Very cool. Fer him, anyway.
Please continue, sir.
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mucci
Trad climber
The pitch of Bagalaar above you
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Dec 17, 2009 - 11:44pm PT
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The dog pack!!
Nice story, cool pup, and great pix!
Whooop!
Mucci
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Dec 18, 2009 - 12:51am PT
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A dog? What's up with that? You thinkin something like "Sure, Buggs is handsomer than me, but chicks always dig a guy with a dog, so maybe if i bring Sheaffer I'll get lucky"?
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Zander
Trad climber
Berkeley
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Dec 18, 2009 - 12:56am PT
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Did they bivy?
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Dec 18, 2009 - 01:12am PT
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You guys are nuts. Please continue. Make it good.
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Happy Idiot
Trad climber
Santa Fe
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Dec 18, 2009 - 02:06am PT
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Oh, who doesn't struggle in seek of dulce cabezon.
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Mighty Hiker
climber
Vancouver, B.C.
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Dec 18, 2009 - 02:36am PT
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By now, Coronado would have found the seven cities of Cibola. :-)
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SteveW
Trad climber
The state of confusion
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Dec 18, 2009 - 09:08am PT
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I always knew you were a stand up dood, Bruce.
Shaeffer says so!!!!!!
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Reilly
Mountain climber
Monrovia, CA
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Dec 18, 2009 - 11:07am PT
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Bruce, where's da wimmin, huh?
Ya know, I've searched many a hill and dale in
New Mexico and came up snake eyed, er, so to speak.
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Chiloe
Trad climber
Lee, NH
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Dec 18, 2009 - 11:08am PT
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Those prehistoric wimmin must like cold air, judging by the contrast between their outfits and yours!
Looks like the dog's got things figured.
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Topic Author's Reply - Dec 18, 2009 - 11:39am PT
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Hey what do you expect from mountaintop temple dwelling prehistoric women?
Of course they're tough! It was cold, but I'm trying to help Buggs get to the sacred mount. I HAD to carry his dog...that's just the way I roll.
On the upper reaches, after a desperate struggle with the crux, Buggs found this and screamed with delight. It's like he was drunk with desire.
His quest was taking his mind....
Onward we scraped, Sheaffer and I becoming increasingly worried about Buggs mad ramblings...
The summit drew near now, our painful struggle almost over.
"I can smell them!!" Buggs yelled at the top of his lungs. "Wait for me my darlings!"
As he rushed onward, another photo fell out of his pocket. I grabbed it off the ledge before the wind snatched it into oblivion. Sheaffer looked at me with fear in his eyes...
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