weschrist
Gym climber
left sac
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Jan 22, 2010 - 11:55am PT
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Countless days hiking miles of rivers while fly fishing with my old man. I guess that is why I'm not too upset when my field work/climbing adventures end with me stumbling to my car hours after dark, wet, cold, hungry, and with no headlamp. That's just how we roll.
Kinda sucks I was allergic to fish though...
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Jan 22, 2010 - 12:09pm PT
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Jefe,
I'm sorry to hear that man. But he gave you good genes and started you down the path you're on. And thanks to your mom and probably partly him too, you've turned out to be a great human.
You know the Toaster would only ignore me if I sent him after somebody anyway.......
Now if someone did wrong to his GodDaughter, my Amber, there might be some serious chokin' goin' on!
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Batrock
Trad climber
Burbank
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Jan 22, 2010 - 12:10pm PT
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Weschrist,
Thats the only way to roll in my opinion. Otherwise it's just another day.
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survival
Big Wall climber
A Token of My Extreme
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Jan 24, 2010 - 09:29am PT
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Jefe Bump!
Here's to an outdoor upbringing!
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Blinky
Trad climber
North Carolina
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Jan 24, 2010 - 09:57am PT
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I kinda do and kinda don't.
My Mother wasn't into outdoor anything, wouldn't have dreamed of going camping or anything. My Dad was an outdoorsman but except for a few hunting trips he was pretty much absent when I was little.
But... I grew up less than a mile from Shades Crest, a long 80' to 120' sandstone escarpment that stretches for several miles. I scrambled and explored there by myself for years until I met some guys who were learning to climb. I joined them and we climbed together all over the Southeast until I was 23 when I got into whitewater paddling.
So I'm a outdoors type for sure... but not really because of my upbringing... more like location and a love for wild places.
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Peter Haan
Trad climber
San Francisco, CA
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Jan 24, 2010 - 10:15am PT
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Jefe, retouched as best as I can with the tiny web files; your slides scanned in hires
TIFFs will produce much better fixes.
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reddirt
climber
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Jan 24, 2010 - 11:59am PT
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I had zero outdoorsiness contribution any sort of parenetal units...
I did spend a chunk of my childhood in Westchester County NY. I think one of the most influential & formative events was reading Jean George's My Side of the Mountain in elementary school & going over to her house every now & then to visit her & her meagierie. The most appealing thing about Sam (the main character) to me, back when I was a kid as well as now, was his self sufficiency.
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Toker Villain
Big Wall climber
Toquerville, Utah
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Jan 24, 2010 - 12:14pm PT
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Is there a better way?
The first deer I saw was through the scope of my dad's rifle resting on the living room window sill.
I grew up in the forest of New England, and was accustomed to listening to the birds before rising.
We wandered through the woods, and in the winter skated on a nearby pond.
How shallow must life be if not exposed to the beauty of nature while young?
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Jan 24, 2010 - 12:37pm PT
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Pappy took us into the snowy woods when I was five and showed us how to find dry wood and build a fire. The best part was peeing on it to put it out. Now I'm a pyro with a pee fetish.
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Doug Robinson
Trad climber
Santa Cruz
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Jan 24, 2010 - 01:49pm PT
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OK, BASE 104, you win.
You guys SO narrowly escaped another one of my family-camping-on-the-shore-of-Tenaya-Lake stories.
But hey, who needs tales of pup-tents-to-the-wild-Tuolumne, when we can be livin' large in legend? I'm here to tell ya, I taught that BASE dude everything he knows 'bout rasslin' wolverines. Don't see those suckers around anymore, now do ya?
Trouble with your other idea, though, 104, is that the ashes of your sac alone would fill that cave...
Besides, in another century the place'll be overrun by nano-tube-gecko-boot weenies just down from soloing the headwall. They ain't worthy to piss on your ashes.
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LEB
climber
PA
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Jan 24, 2010 - 02:00pm PT
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My family was not at all outdoors-oriented but when I grew up, I became extremely so. If anything, they actually actively discouraged it but for me there was simply no discouraging. If it is in your blood, then it is in your blood.
One of the biggest bones of contention between my first husband and I was that I wanted to do more and more outdoors stuff and he was totally not interested. It became more and more of an issue as time went on. I could not deny that part of myself.
I think parents can certainly point you in one or another direction but if it is not what you want, you won't follow that path. Similarly, if you are called in that direction, it does not matter how much someone tries to discourage you. The outdoors will call you increasingly louder until you finally answer.
Climbing is a subset of outdoors activities and it is rooted in the same common ground. I have seen many here post that family, wives, etc. were totally opposed to their pursuit of said activity and it became a major bone of contention for them. While I never wanted to climb, I can certainly understand this bone of contention thing. It was a major source of rift in my first marriage. Luckily, this second husband is even more outdoors-oriented than I am so there is no longer any problem on that count.
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Toker Villain
Big Wall climber
Toquerville, Utah
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Jan 24, 2010 - 03:56pm PT
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We need a link to that story about the germans camping in the meadows.
;)
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Ricky D
Trad climber
Sierra Westside
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Jan 24, 2010 - 07:59pm PT
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I was raised by wolves.
Does that count?
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Scared Silly
Trad climber
UT
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Jan 24, 2010 - 08:34pm PT
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I think my outdoor upbringing started off with something with the following:
"Get out of the house and don't come back until dinner"
Actually I made my first trip to the valley when I was 2 ... been sleeping in the dirt for over 40 years now.
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TGT
Social climber
So Cal
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Jan 24, 2010 - 08:41pm PT
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My dad was foreman at the Seven Oaks NFS station in the San Bernardinos.
The house was a log cabin.
Almost had a pet rattlesnake at two years old, but Grandma cut his head off with a shovel.
I've been told my first word was Star.
That was my dad's favorite pack mule.
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Spider Savage
Mountain climber
SoCal
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Jan 24, 2010 - 08:43pm PT
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Hell yes. In North Idaho there's nothing happening indoors. I had good outdoor parents. Hiking and camping was what you did for leisure.
Now I live in Los Angeles. In addition to making sure my kids and all their friends had plenty of outdoor experience I volunteer frequently as a Boy Scout leader taking kids out all the time. Sad thing is that more and more, kids are more interested in computer generated adventure.
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Dr.Sprock
Boulder climber
Sprocketville
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Jan 24, 2010 - 08:50pm PT
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my dad used to get drunk and take me out behind the woodshed and give me an awful whoopin, bum phillips style,
"discipline, for disciplin's sake, boy,"
now if that ain't country, i don't know what is,
hey, thats jus a funin,
don't want dad givin me the stank eye when i get to hell,
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neebee
Social climber
calif/texas
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Jan 24, 2010 - 08:51pm PT
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hey there drljefe... say, what a neat topic here... neat pics, too, everyone...
say, our mom was able to grow up on ohio property, her home, built on and with the woods... they had a neat pond... put in, i think, by her dad... yep---outdoors, she was... taught to her by her dad...
her sis, too, the aunt that died falling through the ice, just recently:
she got her place in the woods, too.. and the same dad, when he was still alive, helped her did THAT pond, too...
the woods are since gone from the growing-up-home that they all have, but the pond is left...
the woods of that land taught them all well....
next:
she moved to san jose, when we were 4-5? (chappy and me) (and the others were babies, and some, yet to be born)...
well, our dad was not that big a fan of the greatoutdoors, but he did hike with friends that loved to do it.. and did take us camping on occasions:
thus, we never forgot it, and took-off for the great outdoors, as our mom had even had a heart for....
sure was in us, for whatever mixture of reasons... even the few that have to live in the city, have found a way to have a place in the greatoutdoors... right now, i am a mite stuck, but i did have a bit of it in texas, for a little while---an old run down place, just out of town:
raised our kids there, before they were full grown,and the place fell apart and we rescued by having to move into town (though still near the openness of texas, being it was a small town)...
and yep:
now our kids love the greatoutdoors...
and here in michigan, the grandkids are starring right up, with camping trips and outdoor sports...
:) and i am SO VERY glad for it....
thanks mom... :)
and thanks to dad, who did take us, even when he was not too keen on it...
we will NEVER forget.. and are even now passing this love for critters, trees, mountains, streams, and all the etc.... (yep, rocks, too)...
on down the line...
:)
if i can find some pics... will post some tomoorrow...
:)
*edit:
say, i just now remembered jody and how he shared about his dad, and the ranger? days... great outdoors stuff...
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Ricky D
Trad climber
Sierra Westside
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Jan 24, 2010 - 08:51pm PT
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"Sad thing is that more and more, kids are more interested in computer generated adventure."
Do what I do when I take youngun's into the wilderness...
I tell them that Cheetos grow wild for the picking on some special trees.
But we will have to walk a while to get to them.
It's an adventure coming and going.
Did I mention that kids now hate me?
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