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slobmonster
Trad climber
OAK (nee NH)
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May 26, 2011 - 06:02pm PT
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Levy
Big Wall climber
So Cal
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May 26, 2011 - 06:19pm PT
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Sorry to hear this. I barely knew him but he was familliar to me. He was a nice person.
Deepest condolences to his family & friends.
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Captain...or Skully
climber
or some such
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May 26, 2011 - 06:22pm PT
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Homan...that sucks.
A salute to Handsome Mike. You're missed already, man.
Thanks for bein' a friend.
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SamP
Trad climber
Tuolumne Meadows
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May 26, 2011 - 06:26pm PT
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I remember leaving Yosemite with Handsome and CDR, two dreadlocked heads, for an extended trip to the Creek. We got out of Lee Vining on the 6, Subaru freighted heavy, Handsome's grade VI haul bag lashed up top next to the rocket box. Handsome cracks the last Cobra and promptly drops it on the floor in the backseat! Classic move. With the car reeking of malt liquor we managed to make the trip Law Enforcement free! Loved that guy. You are deeply missed MIKE.
"Spiral light of venus, rising first and shining best"
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hollyclimber
Big Wall climber
Yosemite, CA
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May 26, 2011 - 07:56pm PT
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So surreal to lose another one of us. Like so many, Handsome Mike will just live on in my memories, sort of like he just hasn't been able to make it here in awhile. He'll be missed, and not "gone". Very sorry to hear about this and I wish peace and comfort to everyone grieving the loss of this great guy. HB
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snowhazed
Trad climber
Oaksterdam, CA
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Topic Author's Reply - May 26, 2011 - 08:39pm PT
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Sounds like it wasn't climbing related- he had caught a bus to Bogota for a soccer match on a saturday with plans to climb with the crew monday and did not return.
He was there for my first and life changing trip to the creek. His hand gobies were of a depth and width you might not believe, and yet he continued to refuse the tape day after day. The ol' e send juice was all he needed.
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snowhazed
Trad climber
Oaksterdam, CA
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Topic Author's Reply - May 26, 2011 - 08:45pm PT
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ct
climber
CO
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May 27, 2011 - 12:20am PT
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While perhaps not an original thought, the real majesty of the climbing experience to me is the sharing and the depth of the friendships forged in the process.
This photo sums up the Creek experience to me; the apostle with duct tape patched jeans thumbs the bible while the experienced master preserves energy for later battle.
As much joy as I felt capturing that moment I feel equal sadness in the passing of a comrade. RIP Mike.
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ruppell
climber
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May 27, 2011 - 04:55am PT
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Words are lost right now.
Happy to have shared a rope with Mike.
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Texplorer
Trad climber
Sacramento
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May 27, 2011 - 11:41am PT
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I climbed half of ZM with Mike several years ago. A very nice guy always with a big smile even while bailing. I send my condolences to his family & friends.
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katiebird
climber
yosemite
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May 27, 2011 - 02:03pm PT
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He was a great friend of mine and he will be missed him dearly. Does anyone know the details of what the heck happened? Not that it matters now, more just to get some kind of clarity.
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snowhazed
Trad climber
Oaksterdam, CA
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Topic Author's Reply - May 27, 2011 - 05:38pm PT
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The Nomad
Social climber
Ottawa, ON
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May 27, 2011 - 08:58pm PT
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Mick K
climber
Northern Sierra
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I knew Mike from back in the Prescott days and he always had the stoke to climb.
He came to Donner Summit once and he had to get on Crack of the Eighties because he had read about the FA somewhere. He was the only person I ever saw even get on the thing in the 20 years I have bounced around Donner Summit.
RIP
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kev rudolph
climber
Fort Collins
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Jul 11, 2011 - 09:17pm PT
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Can some one please point me to Mikes Mothers email or something? HE has his belongings in storage down the street from me and I want to make sure its taken care of.
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elizRN
Big Wall climber
Lincoln
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Jul 18, 2011 - 04:20pm PT
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Hello....I'm Mike's mother. I'm happy to read so many wonderful comments about our son. We are deeply moved. This is a very difficult time for all of us. We still do not have Mike's remains, nor his personal possessions. Certainly feel free to FB me. I'm collecting stories about Mike's relationship & experiences with friends in the climbing & Hot Shot world. Search for me - Elizabeth Bohorquez.... & I'll be-friend you. elizRN
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ibohorquez
climber
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Jul 29, 2011 - 09:20am PT
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Hello everyone
It's been really wonderful to read all the comments regarding my brother Mike's passing. Thanks so much for sharing your thoughts and experiences about climbing with him.
I wanted to let you know that I've set up a blog to memorialize Mike, and inform people of what's been going on with the Colombian authorities as we try to resolve everything and bring Mike home.
We are also asking for donations to help cover the costs of settling his estate and repatriating his remains. Please help us spread the word and pass along links to http://www.mikes-memorial.org
All the best,
Ian Bohorquez (Mike's brother)
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Norwegian
Trad climber
Placerville, California
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Jul 29, 2011 - 09:46am PT
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the gate creaks and swings crooked.
as i pass thru i vow to fix it as soon as i fix myself,
for i issue no sounds and i wallow around with sad gaits,
anyway silence screams all truths at once
though no one can hear them, the truths, so wars do not abound
....as ignorance and genius clash swords;
i sit still in the warm glow of a mountain sunrise
the trees issue endearing indifference, in deference
and i try and try to follow their lead of staying still
through all times until my death becomes of gravity’s will alone,
and i clamber earthward in a graceful arc and slam willingly against
my domain,
though i will alter nothing by doing so,
except my departing smile stains eternity with lip-stick.
yea, i’ll lay down and die when i need to.
i care not for life, i try not at living.
my body is the seed of a larger idea,
and, no, this idea may’nt bloom until I, is soiled.
i come home at night, smeared with tree pitch,
tainted with oak oils,
itchy and sticky, broken and broke.
i have three cups of water as my daughters tell me their stories.
and i believe that their story is more like a song,
and their walk is more like a dance,
their laughter, music.
their smile; hate slaughtered.
i listen to them and my heart is glad –
glad for all of the moments crashing upon it.
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J. Werlin
Social climber
Cedaredge, CO
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Jul 29, 2011 - 10:10am PT
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Celebrating a life exuberantly lived. Deepest and heartfelt condolences to the family.
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