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jaaan

Trad climber
Chamonix, France
Feb 12, 2012 - 05:18am PT
Craig, the voice of reason says,

Just as an aside, that wouldn't be a reference to Craig Reason, would it?
Dr.Sprock

Boulder climber
I'm James Brown, Bi-atch!
Feb 12, 2012 - 05:39am PT
seems like a reasonable guess,

Sierra Ledge Rat

Social climber
Retired to Appalachia
Feb 12, 2012 - 08:01am PT
So------what is the odor from a freshly trundled boulder after impact???

We always thought it was ozone???

Fresh, sharp, and stimulating------and it is not sulphur.


I call it the smell of death.

My wildest trundle:

We were sitting on a kife-edge ridge composed of very large flakes, all heaped on top of one-another in a big jumble.

We kicked off a big rock and as it fell it struck another flake that was sticking out from the ridge.

Apparently this flake was the key to holding the entire ridge together, because when this flake was hit and knocked out, the entire mass of jumbled rocks that we were sitting upon started falling away beneath us in a massive avalanche.
Charlie D.

Trad climber
Western Slope, Tahoe Sierra
Feb 12, 2012 - 08:28am PT
"The zenith of Boulder Trundling is attained if it now meets solid rock in full force: the crash does one good to hear; the rock breaks into shivers, while part of it is ground absolutely into smoke. Favourable winds bring the scent of this smoke to you... and what an indescribably beautiful scent it is. Cherterson must have known of this delectable odour when he wrote of:
'The brilliant smell of water, the brave smell of stone.' "

From Games Climbs Play, Boulder Trundling by S. F. Forrester

Is there a statute of limitations on trundling? Leave it to say I and my fellow boy scouts of the early sixties likely caused some 10,000 or more years of geologic ware in places I best not mention.

Great fun, the smell of flint still makes me smile.
Sierra Ledge Rat

Social climber
Retired to Appalachia
Feb 12, 2012 - 08:30am PT
Hey, you can't tell half a story!! :-)
What happened next? Anyone hurt bad or were you all lucky?


We were sitting on our butts and kicking off rocks. So when the ridge started collapsing, we scrambled backwards on our butts to solid ground. We were in quite a panic, I might add.
justthemaid

climber
Jim Henson's Basement
Feb 12, 2012 - 12:02pm PT
I recently witnessed a HUGE one down at Potrero Chico. Some guys cleaning up around the 3rd pitch of a new route. First they trundled a fridge-sized block which stopped at the base, then they kicked off a couple of enormous round plates. They hit the slope below, picked up velocity and kept going for-ev-er. Those whirling giganto- frisbees o' death bounced right across the climbers trail and almost made it to the valley floor below (1/4 mile?) Red = trundle line, White = climber trail.

Fortunately, most of the sport-ies are too lazy to walk up hill, so no one was on the trail.


Credit: justthemaid


This thread is worthless without a nod to Tucker BTW:




Tucker Tech
Tucker Tech
Credit: justthemaid


Brandon-

climber
The Granite State.
Feb 12, 2012 - 12:10pm PT
Scared the sh#t out of me. I then spent the next half of the day telling my dad to stop trying to trundle every rock he saw.

Priceless.

I got a motorcycle sized block going while traversing the Palisade ridge at Sugar Bowl. That sucker took out (vaporized) a couple of small trees before self destructing about 1k feet below me.

Gotta love the smell.
Reilly

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Feb 12, 2012 - 12:28pm PT
Tucker's using bad form. He needs to get lower and keep his back straighter.
rottingjohnny

Sport climber
mammoth lakes ca
Feb 12, 2012 - 12:33pm PT
A hooligan friend and i were riding single track 200 feet above a narrow road next to the owens where it exits the crowley dam...We stopped to do some trail clearing which then turned into a frenzied trundle session as we tried to out do each other...The stove sized boulders were landing on the narrow road below ..The fun came to a screeching halt we saw a Fish and Game truck approaching from the dead-end side of the river road...Like a couple of scared kids , we hopped on our bikes and sprinted for the safety of home wondering how the fish and game officer was going to escape the landslide...
finbrain

Boulder climber
Clearwater
Nov 17, 2012 - 01:27pm PT
Back in 1972 I was climbing with a partner in Applecross Scotland on the Cioch Nose(Skoor a koorichan). This was a tall(about 1200 feet) remote granite climb with little use by the locals. At about an 800 foot height I was leading up a crack to a long ledge jutting out over vertical about three feet wide and as I began to mantle up on it it moved under my weight....very frightening! I had my left fist jammed in a crack and I yelled, "ROCK" to my partner below that there was a large ledge coming his way. This thing(about 31/2 feet wide, 2 feet thick and thirty feet long was just sitting there waiting for someone or thing to give it a little shove. My partner swung to my left with his and my weight on my left jammed fist as this 'ledge' passed him just missing him and exploding on a buttress near the bottom of the face.The indentation that the 'ledge' fell from gave me ample room to move up and place anchor protection immediately as there wasn't any time to catch my breath. My partner on his swing had anchored himself as well so I didn't have to bear both our weights for too long. Fortunately my fist jam was with my fist facing out so the scrapes were on the sides of my hand and not the fingers. A "WHEW" moment for the both of us.
We finished out that day higher up on the mountain goat paths that actually had well placed fence posts and barbed wire. The Scots goat herders placed these posts without even a thought of being properly roped in we found out later. These guys were true highlanders with balls of granite!
Once we got back to Kyle we hoisted a couple of pints of Stout at the local pub to smooth out our 'frayed' experiences of the day.
dee ee

Mountain climber
citizen of planet Earth
Nov 17, 2012 - 06:58pm PT
Jesse Beck and I tossed more than a few while climbing Cirque Pk. in the southern Sierra. We were working our way up the long NE Ridge and pushed every single chunk we could. Most were in the micro-wave to television size range, one or two were 1/2 fridges. It was mid week and we just couldn't stop! We probably dislodged 40 or 50 by end of day.

In '75 on the way up to the East Face of Whitney, Angione and Sean Curtis and I watched a spontaneous piece the size of a mobile home cut loose off of the ridge below Day Needle. I've never seen anything like that since.
hellcyon

climber
Nov 17, 2012 - 10:19pm PT
tick, tock
tick, tock
Credit: hellcyon
Steve Grossman

Trad climber
Seattle, WA
Nov 17, 2012 - 10:53pm PT
Hickory dickory dock
The gremlin climbed the block
Let's hope it will stay
Or the climber will pay
For a less-than-reliable chock

Nice shot!
hellcyon

climber
Nov 18, 2012 - 09:11am PT
lol, thanks Steve.



Credit: hellcyon





not one of my better ideas.
not one of my better ideas.
Credit: hellcyon
Jim Brennan

Trad climber
Vancouver Canada
Topic Author's Reply - Nov 18, 2012 - 11:20am PT
What happened next Hellcyon ? ? ? ! ! !
grover

climber
Northern Mexico
Nov 18, 2012 - 11:37am PT
Ya really.....what happened next???

Studly

Trad climber
WA
Nov 18, 2012 - 11:42am PT
I would suspect nothing happened.
Brian in SLC

Social climber
Salt Lake City, UT
Nov 18, 2012 - 12:11pm PT
Tapped this with my foot and it moved. Jugged up a bit, pulled the rope up, and went back down and gave it a kick. Whooosh. 200 feet of air to the ground. Made an enormous divet.

Huge block ready to go...NW Arizona...
Huge block ready to go...NW Arizona...
Credit: Brian in SLC

D'Wolf

climber
Nov 18, 2012 - 01:21pm PT
Mid-seventies, high school. A bunch of us hiked up a very steep, very long hill above town; hiked probably a good half-mile or more. No trees on this mountain; barely even any scrub grass; basically nothing to stop a rolling stone except loss of momemtum. Found a HUGE boulder half buried in the earth. We decided to see if we could dig it up. Turned out it took all 5-6 of us over an hour to dig out the low side enough that it didn't take much to send it. Size of a small car.

Down it went, hopping left, right; tumbling; gaining momentum, catching BIG, knarly air. AWESOME! Wait. Holy crap it's not breaking up! We watched in horror as it cleared the embankment that was the edge of the parking lot for a local church. Actually, it was the driveway between the embankment and the church wall that led to the parking lot.

Probably 90% intact when it disappeared into the church. Made the front page of the local paper, pictures and all.

Ksolem

Trad climber
Monrovia, California
Nov 18, 2012 - 01:35pm PT
Not technically a trundle but pretty much the same experience. A few of us were up at Trapper Dome, Courtright Reservoir. There are a number of excellent climbs which start on a large ledge on the south side of this dome. One can walk up onto this ledge from either end, but in the middle it drops off vertically for about 60 feet into the woods below.

At this time a huge dead tree stood at the base of this little cliff, and this tree towered above the ledge. I had looked at this tree many times for several years, and it was becoming less stable over time. It was becoming a hazard. At it’s base this tree was more than 4 feet in diameter, at the level of the ledge about 3 1/2. It stood at least 80 feet above the ledge and if a good wind brought it down at the wrong time it would rain death on climbers below.

On this day we got up to the ledge and saw that the tree was leaning dangerously. I looked over the edge, down toward the base of the tree and was amazed to see that the tree was leaning against the cliff, supported by a 6 foot stub of a broken branch which was stuck against and grinding into the wall. The entire tree appeared to be balanced against this single branch which was about 10 inches thick.

I pointed this out to my friends who included McCollum, Keesee, Grigsby and a South African fellow who was travelling with Grigs. My proposal was to take out the branch by dropping a large stone on it and then run for our lives. Grigsby dug out his camera and removed himself to a safe distance to document our demise. I picked up a block the size of a small cooler a dropped it, scoring a direct hit on the branch. The whole tree groaned as the end of the branch gave a little but held. We each in turn bombed the branch and then it went. We ran to the far end of the ledge as the huge tree collapsed. At first it fell slowly but then suddenly it disintegrated violently.

It was one of the most awesome things I have ever seen. I used to carry around a trumpet in those days, and after the dust cleared I played “The Ride of The Valkyries” as a finishing touch. My friends played dead in the wreckage, some of which is still there...

Posing with our stones, evil tree behind.
Posing with our stones, evil tree behind.
Credit: Rich Grigsby
She's coming down. Run!!
She's coming down. Run!!
Credit: Rich Grigsby
Moments before disintegration
Moments before disintegration
Credit: Rich Grigsby
Holy crap! Did you see that?
Holy crap! Did you see that?
Credit: Rich Grigsby
Posing in the wreckage.
Posing in the wreckage.
Credit: Rich Grigsby

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