I have a photo from the first time I visited Rome... it's buried somewhere in storage and I'd have to scan it. I was wandering around some local neighborhood when I came upon a bumper sticker on a car that said:
I don't have it in a digital photo, but my sister and I were in SA trying to go the 'back way' into Swaziland and just before the border crossing after driving hours through the bush we came upon the last town before the border. The sign read, Badplace
I bought this "car" from my good buddy Krissy McDdivitt Von Hennek because it had a sunroof. Worst vehicle I ever owned. So bad that I contemplated leaving in the departure parking area at SF airport, with the engine running, a six pack in the front seat and the pink slip signed.
These things don't corner like Ferraris. Serious under-steer limitations.
I don't have a picture but maybe I can paint one with words. I once was driving across the Colorado St. Bridge in Pasadena. It's an old beautiful bridge that literally curves across the Arroyo Seco. There's a kind of curvy approach to get on the bridge heading west. So I see this brand new Ferrari, still with the dealer plates parked to the side with its right fender all smashed up. There's a guy standing next to it on a mobile phone with his head in his hand and that "Oh shit" look on his face.
The story is easy to figure out. Just bought the car and going to take it out for some paces. Problem is, with a Ferrari and its ilk, if you just think about the accelerator, the thing immediately is doing 60. Bashed right into that curve. Last I checked, years later, the red marks are still on the concrete rail!
I wonder if insurance would have helped climbers in Yosemite BITD when this pic was taken...
When we were hiking out of Afghanistan's Hindu Kush, almost the first locals that we met on the trails said, "Nixon whisstt!" and ran their hands across their throats. It was their way of telling us that he'd resigned, tho they couldn't know that it was our wish come true, except we REALLY DID WANT HIM IMPEACHED AND JAILED!!
Well, acording to cousin Audrey, who literally wrote the "Naturalist's Guide to the Southern Rockies" it was indeed a mountain lion kill of a mule deer, and it was located right in her yard in Ward, Co.
I think it said lord and the 0274 number is a cell phone prefect. Hard to imagine why a small country like NZ needs so many friggin #s on cell phones with only 4.5 million people here?
I had to climb a bridge on a narrow roadway to take this photo and as I was returning to the car, walking cautiously along the road this huge semi came barreling by and blasted his horn just as he passed. I nearly died in fright, jumped up and down and pumped off the "finger" on both hands with more anger than I believed I still had in me.
A ufi apparently being a kind of yam, not a mis-spelt UFO. They look uncannily like hands.
I wasn't able to get photos of the "Sheriff Detention Facility" on interstate 5, north of Sacramento. It intrigues me that they'd need a prison just for sheriffs. Wouldn't a wing in a regular prison do? Or is it some sort of country club prison, just for criminal LEOs?
I did see a dragon by the highway near Weed. Here's the best photo I could find of it.
The dragon's name is Penelope. Apparently in the "Barbie" version of Rapunzel, there is a purple dragon named Rapunzel. Probably with a friend named Barney...
Classic shot. I'm reminded of the time my partner left his car unlocked at Whitney Portal. His precious engagement ring was in the glove box. We set off for a day trip up the North Fork and had the OMG moment at Upper BSL.
This mother is indeed a grape harvester designed for the wine industry. Apparently it can harvest most specie of red grapes but not all. Viniculturist chime in please.
Saw this on the east coast of the South Island NZ between Blenheim and the wonderful town of Nelson. Sort of the 'Napa" of New Zealand, but surrounded by beautiful bays and a warmer ocean than here in Cal.
I wish I knew the story on the stairway to the belay station -somewhere in Wales from BITD; too many pints afterwards to even remember the crag.
I suppose it was a quarry but I don't remember climbing at a quarry.
But then I don't remember doing a lot of things I've been reminded about later...
That^^^ is a picture of a real bed (a.k.a "The love-burger") that was in the bedroom of the dad of my best friend in Jr. High school. ...and yes- it had a mirrored ceiling. He also had a mid-life-crisis sports car with a license plate that read 1EZGUY.
Well, the Corsair was a later design and largely irrelevant to the war's outcome.
That the Corsair served admirably in Korea is testament to its design although
by then it had undergone many changes. I'd take either one!
Fred Keller and Judy Foster of Wasilla, Alaska converted their 1976 Mazda pickup truck into a giant Radio Flyer wagon. It took 11 months to build. Keller says, "you kind of get the sensation of driving a sports car."
I think the cops were almost called as I failed to notice the vet returning from lunch walking up behind me whilst I was answering to allegations of punching down a D-Dog and nearly eating the D-Bag it was wrapped in. The graphic allegory really gave the picture some artistic intent I feel.
My Grandfather was a professional soccer player during the 1920's. He's the first guy standing on the right... Notice how the picture is damaged and a bit crispy? The German army liked burning things..
You're a hemisphere off - turn your globe upside down and go to Argentina!
It is one of the 7 Natural Wonders of the World - Iguazu Falls.
This is the head of the falls called La Garganta del Diablo - The Devils's Throat.
It is so freaking freaky to stand on the brink there! I'm still having night sweats!
For the historically minded it seems that at the turn of the past century
it was the custom for the few tourists to have a local guide row you out to
the edge! Now the "edge" extends for miles to the left of the above picture
so it isn't clear where they did this but you can see where it is going, literally.
After the 4 Germans and their 'guide' went over they stopped that foolishness. Sheesh!
Glad those aren't fat Americans over there and I'm really glad I didn't
have to build that thing!
Lotsa water but it gets a lot bigger than this apparently!
yeah Locker that is some crazy stuff. It is absolutely amazing the balance they have. That last pic you can barely make out a goat at the summit.
Who knew these guys were sending solo FAs.
Got these from. http://strangecosmos.com/
Was nearly racing the sun back down a trail in Mineral King to avoid headlamping the last few miles, focused on the trail as it grew darker threw the trees, only glancing every now and then to notice the beautiful sunset colors glowing off the trees (fire smoke gave more color to the sunset than usual), looked up running by this tree and it perfectly framed the sun. Perfect time of day, perfect time of year.
Photography quote: "f/8 and be there"
For those who don't know the story behind Edge's first picture
Albert Dow, a member of the volunteer Mountain Rescue Service, participated as a member of the search party that set out to locate two missing climbers, Hugh Herr and Jeff Batzer. On January 23, Herr and Batzer had left Harvard Hut to climb Odell Gully in Huntington Ravine. When they failed to return that evening, the caretaker of the Hut notified the authorities that the two were missing. Cold and windy conditions prevailed: temperatures on the summit on the 23rd registered 1 degree F, with winds of 56 to 69 mph. Blowing snow limited visibility severely. On the 24th and 25th the weather deteriorated with colder temperatures and higher winds, hampering search efforts. Avalanche warnings had been posted by the U.S. Forest Service for many areas around Mount Washington. Despite the inhospitable conditions, the searchers persisted in hopes of locating the lost climbers alive. On the 25th, Dow and another MRS team member, Mike Hartrick, carefully threaded their way down near the Lion Head Trail, striving to avoid avalanche prone slopes, after finding no trace of the climbers. Well below treeline, an avalanche swept over them. Hartrick managed to clear an air hole and radio for help. Dow was found two hours later under three feet of snow. He had not survived.
There used to be a great poster floating around New England of Hugh Herr climbing his (is it 5.11 or 5.12?) thin crack route at Cathedral Ledge in his steel prosthetic lower legs and feet. He had put the route up just before his accident.
Hugh became a motivational speaker for a while about overcoming adversity. Then he went back to university, got a Masters in mech eng from MIT and a PhD in biophysics from Harvard. He holds several patents in prosthesis in including a computer controlled artificial knee. Now has started a company to commercialize the concept.
One driven guy.
If anyone has a pic of that poster, post it up here.