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locker

Social climber
CO
Feb 8, 2012 - 01:29pm PT


Sincerest condolences to the family and friends of Doug Buchanan...

JEleazarian

Trad climber
Fresno CA
Feb 8, 2012 - 01:50pm PT
Sorry to hear this. I didn't know him, but several friends did. My condolences to them, and to his family.

John
Elcapinyoazz

Social climber
Joshua Tree
Feb 8, 2012 - 01:54pm PT
Only met him once when I lived up there, a character in the truest sense. Raise a glass for Doug, you know he is looking down on this human comedy and laughing robustly. Fair winds Doug.
apogee

climber
Feb 8, 2012 - 01:57pm PT
Very sorry to hear this. Condolences to his family & friends.

For all his quirkiness, Doug held a special, valued place here at ST...he will be missed.
Jim Brennan

Trad climber
Vancouver Canada
Feb 8, 2012 - 02:02pm PT
That guy stirred up the best sh#t about the politics of Denali. I'm sorry to see him go.

Do have a good one Doug!
Steve Grossman

Trad climber
Seattle, WA
Feb 8, 2012 - 02:12pm PT
Rest in Peace Doug...

My condolences to his family and friends...We'll be missing him around here too.
Wade Icey

Trad climber
www.alohashirtrescue.com
Feb 8, 2012 - 02:14pm PT
They don't make 'em like that anymore...Laughing Robustly...
Ghost

climber
A long way from where I started
Feb 8, 2012 - 03:40pm PT
The Alaskan Alpine Club has lost its driving force.

RIP
bvb

Social climber
flagstaff arizona
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:14pm PT
Well sh#t. I always wondered where he went off to. He was certainly one deserving of a proper climber's wake. I raise a glass robustly!
Mungeclimber

Trad climber
sorry, just posting out loud.
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:18pm PT
man, that guy could rant with the best of em. Uncompromising rants. I tip my hat.

RIP
Brandon-

climber
The Granite State.
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:23pm PT
Feb 26, 2009 - 10:47am PT
There I was, mind you, and it was desperate indeed, albeit as usual.

It was in the dead of winter in the dark of night, lost amid crevasses on a glacier in the heart of the Alaska Range. The mountains towered above and the storm raged.

A lurking suspicion blew by, against the wind.

Exposed flesh freezes in seconds, you know.

To this very day I am not sure if we survived.

What? You already heard the account of that first assent?

That's the problem with the old stories. Just as well walk away from the computer and go live a new story. A walk through the alley is better than reading the truly unique story of the first assent of Mt. Deception in the Alaska Range, among the others.

No, not that Mt. Deception. There are more than one, of course.

Or something like that.

Doug

RIP
divad

Trad climber
wmass
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:26pm PT
Sorry to hear this. You're walking for free wherever you want to now, Dougie. R.I.P.
graniteclimber

Trad climber
The Illuminati -- S.P.E.C.T.R.E. Division
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:48pm PT
He climbed on through to the other side.



Now he is looking down on us and laughing robustly.
graniteclimber

Trad climber
The Illuminati -- S.P.E.C.T.R.E. Division
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:50pm PT
The standard introduction.......

Yooooo, for good grief sakes...

There we were, mind you, and it was desperate indeed, albeit as usual. It was in the dark of night, in the dead of winter, in the heart of the Alaska Range, lost somewhere on the glacier amid gaping crevasses, the mountains towered above, and the storm raged. Exposed flesh freezes in seconds, you know.

And if you are reading this, you aint no mountain climber. The only real mountain climber is climbing right now, by definition. Anyone else may have been a climber, and may want to be a climber, but is not a climber right now because he is not climbing right now. Well, do you accurately use words, and thus mean what you say? Meaning what you say is a valuable skill in the mountains, and all other places.

Now that we do not have to deal with the inflated ego of those sorts who think they are mountain climbers, we can chit-chat about the Alaskan Alpine Club, Alaska mountain climbing, and laugh ourselves to tears over the antics of these humans.

You can learn that lesson from the mountains. The mountains always deal with what is, rather than what people say. Do the same and you will do well, if you know what questions to ask to distinguish between what is said and what is.

Interested in climbing in Alaska?

Buy or download a topographical map of where you want to climb, go there, climb, and have entirely too much fun.

Need any of the standard mountaineering information that people think they need?

Check out all the standard web sites, books, clubs, stores and such places for standard climbing stuff.

Want some non-standard stuff about mountain climbing?

Imagine that. You have stumbled onto the right site. That is what this club and Alaska are about.

But there are only words and visual illusions at this web site, so the wiser person will hit the off-switch, grab the topo map, and head out the door.

The hardest part of every climb, is getting out of town.

Nothing on this web site or any other web site can assist you in actual climbing, the act of putting one foot in front of and above the other, and hanging on, until you get to the summit. But this web site might give your mind what no climbing organization leaders and government drones want you to have, some knowledge also offered by the mountains, that is, how to be free.

Herein is just knowledge, if you sufficiently question what you read, with real questions, and answer your questions.

The extent of the fun you will have in the mountains, where you may otherwise be miserable, working hard and in danger, is predicated on the extent of the questions you prior ask of your actions, and your answers. Otherwise stated: The knowledge your mind seeks and finds.

And from a mountain climbing club, did you want the rhetorical garbage that ego-craving, control-mentality club officers tell you, usually telling you that you have to do what the government dolts tell you to do, and ask no serious questions, or did you want the knowledge of concepts you learned from your own mind's questions and answers which need no organization leaders or their petty corrupting power? Notice the questions that organization and government leaders flee instead of answer. Ask those questions until you recognize the answers that prevail against all questions, to discover that organization and government leaders serve only themselves, at your cost. You do not need them.

If you are a mountain climber, you need only the mountains and your freedom.

You may do as you consider logical, as wisely done in the mountains, and you will define yourself.

Climb on...

Doug Buchanan
The club web page slave.
SteveW

Trad climber
The state of confusion
Feb 8, 2012 - 04:54pm PT

My condolences to Doug's family & friends.
stich

Trad climber
Colorado Springs, Colorado
Feb 8, 2012 - 05:02pm PT
Here's a few threads Doug contributed to:

http://www.supertopo.com/climbers-forum/1574845/Denali-NPS-head-editorial

http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=1571774&msg=1573302#msg1573302

Tomcat

Trad climber
Chatham N.H.
Feb 8, 2012 - 05:07pm PT
I'm so sorry to learn of this. Hope he is laughing robustly indeed.

Tom Stryker
SCseagoat

Trad climber
Santa Cruz
Feb 8, 2012 - 06:10pm PT
Many thoughts going out to his family and friends. A well lived life.


Susan
couchmaster

climber
pdx
Feb 8, 2012 - 06:13pm PT
Sorry to hear of Dougs passing, hope that where he is now is better than where he was. What a unique and interesting fella.

Bless the man.
Dingus Milktoast

Gym climber
And every fool knows, a dog needs a home, and...
Feb 8, 2012 - 06:54pm PT
Next time I quaff a beer I will raise a glass to the man and laugh robustly.

DMT
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 8, 2012 - 07:48pm PT
WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 8, 2012 12:54 AM, CST
Doug left peacefully and joyfully last night. As he wished, he was at home, in our bed, and I was with him, holding his hand to the last, when he opened his eyes, looked into mine, and let out one last breath.

He had already negotiated arrangement with the angels for his spirit's next adventure. I am not kidding. We got to listen to his side of the conversation. He called the welcoming committee "the questioners" and they seemed to get along very well. He spent a good part of the day holding forth and asking questions of them.

To Doug, whose spirit now runs free among the stars.

A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning
BY JOHN DONNE
As virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say
The breath goes now, and some say, No:

So let us melt, and make no noise,
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears,
Men reckon what it did, and meant;
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
(Whose soul is sense) cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
Those things which elemented it.

But we by a love so much refined,
That our selves know not what it is,
Inter-assured of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss.

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to airy thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two;
Thy soul, the fixed foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if the other do.

And though it in the center sit,
Yet when the other far doth roam,
It leans and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.

My magnificent husband, who has plans for returning in the future, is playing among the stars.
We have planned a celebration of his life at Mushers Hall, Fairbanks, on May 19, 2012. If the location doesn't work out, we will go somewhere else in Fairbanks and hold the event. If you show up, ask around—people will know where the party is being held.

If any of you need to reach me, you can email me at:
iloATiloilojonesDOTcom and I will get back to you.

Give me a few days to begin to get my bearings, though. My heart is very empty right now.

Thanks, Benowitz and Flaharty, for getting in touch with me about this thread—I was already a member here, but have not had any time lately to check stuff.

Also check out the posts on Caring Bridge for updates: http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/dougbuchanan/journal
Climb on.
**
iloilo
nature

climber
Aridzona for now Denver.... here I come...
Feb 8, 2012 - 09:05pm PT
There is something in my heart that suggests to me that Doug wouldn't want tears to be shed.

He went for it and he went big. He lived life in a way that many just dream of or at the very least fall a little short of.

How can you not be inspired by the way he moved through his embodiment?

A pint in my hand.

lifted.

Cheers Doug!

om shanti,
Doug
Mtnmun

Trad climber
Top of the Mountain Mun
Feb 8, 2012 - 09:17pm PT
Oh Man I always loved Doug's input. He was on the cutting edge of wild inside. May he Rest in Peace and come back to the planet soon.
Karl Baba

Trad climber
Yosemite, Ca
Feb 8, 2012 - 10:06pm PT
Glad to hear Doug left in a good way with Love around

Best Blessings on his robust adventure

Peace

Karl
johntp

Trad climber
socal
Feb 8, 2012 - 11:08pm PT
When I first saw this post I missed the point. Never met the man but have a high opinion of him, not only for his climbing but also for him being a stand up guy.

Condolences to his family and those that are his friends.
Fritz

Trad climber
Choss Creek, ID
Feb 8, 2012 - 11:19pm PT
Best wishes to Doug on future adventures.

He does deserve our respect.
Crimpergirl

Sport climber
Boulder, Colorado!
Feb 8, 2012 - 11:24pm PT
Condolences.
Jim Brennan

Trad climber
Vancouver Canada
Feb 8, 2012 - 11:31pm PT
Hey, remember all those firebrand letters he wrote to Climbing and Mountain Magazines in the pre internet era ? Doug was a one man avenging army for the short of a summit fee dirtbag at the gates to the Alaskan Kingdom.

He got flack for it but started an editorial battle that was hard to understand as a youth. It's too easy to get now...

He was from the gut and great at the written joke if you caught on.
froodish

Social climber
Portland, Oregon
Feb 8, 2012 - 11:51pm PT
Condolences to friends and family. Never had the pleasure, but always enjoyed reading his posts. RIP Doug (or raise hell, your call!)
Tami

Social climber
Canada
Feb 9, 2012 - 01:31am PT
jabberz thanks for the news.

I can only imagine the screed that st Peter is reading now........

:-)

neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 9, 2012 - 08:40pm PT
hey there, say, mt10910.... oh my, i am so sorry to hear this, :(

did not know he'd been ill, :(
we had just not seen him here for a while...

my condolences to his family and loved ones...
i only knew of him from supertpop...
thanks for letting us know...


god bless...
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 9, 2012 - 08:45pm PT
hey there, say, feralfae, oh my, :(


god bless you at this hard time of your deep loss...

sweet thing, for you to be there,and with him, though...
thank you for sharing this small 'anchor' of your peace,
as you parted...

god bless...
William Finley

Mountain climber
Anchorage
Feb 9, 2012 - 08:52pm PT
I never met Mr. Buchanan but his rants and raves are legendary up here. We've lost a true character in Alaska. My condolences to his friends and family and the Fairbanks climbing community.
Nohea

Trad climber
Living Outside the Statist Quo
Feb 9, 2012 - 10:29pm PT
Aloha Doug, your challenges to status quo are inspirational. Your voice was filled with passion, I enjoyed your writings and so now I raise a glass to you sir.

Across the pacific, Aloha Doug, we'll catch up later.

Aloha,
Will
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 13, 2012 - 01:33pm PT
Oh, by the way, we are carrying on with Doug's thoughts—some synthesized with my own, some his own brilliant and unique expressions of freedom. You can read more here

Others of like minds and spirits are invited to join our Project GNAP web ring.

You see, after Doug got me past my shaky fear from a really pretty horrible fall, and got me up on the heights again, and Doug proposed, Doug and I started our own foundation, specifically funded to devise effective questions, said questions so devised as to incrementally inoculate individual freedom and individual responsibility memes into the cultural matrix.

These memes are designed to cause synaptic jumps across chasms of mental contradictions, enabling people to think more effectively for their own logical, rational, and ethical benefit. And if you start chasing links, you will find epistemology applied, and cultural conversation thrown in to balance the logic with some love. :)

For those of you who are interested, and have the high curiosity for the work, check this out. Let me know you are reading. There are already a lot of members of GNAP, and you could be a part of it if you say you are. But let me hear from you: Doug left some instructions for those whose curiosity compels them to explore thinking.

Remember, Whales and Birds live in anarchy. You can, too. :)

Wow, if this posts correctly, with all the links I've tossed into the mess of words, I will be impressed with this program.
Climb On,
iloilojones.com

feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 13, 2012 - 10:07pm PT
A great interview with Dick about Doug:
Brilliant job, Dick!
*<twinkles>*
iloilo
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 13, 2012 - 10:08pm PT
Thank you Rokjox. As you will see if you read much, my thinking is much like Doug's but not entirely. We came to many of the same conclusions from different paths, actually.

Thank you for the kind words.
iloilo
The user formerly known as stzzo

climber
Sneaking up behind you
Feb 13, 2012 - 11:49pm PT
Rest in peace.
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 14, 2012 - 12:18am PT
hey there say, ferralfae.... thank you for for posting the interview link...

also, a ways back, someone had shared a very doug-link, on him, and some kind of a first meeting that they had with him? *the link in shared on the supertopo here somewhere... it was very interesting to learn more of doug, on that link...

perhaps someone may find it, or, later, when i am on line, i will try...


again, wishing and praying strength for you at this hard time of loss...
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 14, 2012 - 10:02am PT
Douglas L. Buchanan, beloved husband of Ilo, left peacefully for his next adventure on 7 February 2012, with his wife at his side as he made his journey. A brilliant thinker and gifted epistemologist, Doug wrote significant works on the ethics of government's use of force, on the evils of murder disguised as warfare, and on the contradictions of armed robbery by taxation. His contributions to climbing, the culture of climbing, and to the causes of individual liberty will continue to resound through the minds of thinking people around the Earth, where he is widely read and discussed among other philosophers, as well as among students of his works and other thinkers. His primary website for climbers is AlaskanAlpineClub.org. Thinkers will want to visit Think.ws and MeansofInquiry.org.

Memorials are suggested for the Alaskan Alpine Club, 1957 Weston Drive, Fairbanks, AK 99709 or the charity of your choice. A celebration of Doug's life will be held in Fairbanks on 19 May, as well as other celebrations on the East Coast, Helena Montana, Yakima Washington, Lander Wyoming, and various other locations at various times.

Doug Buchanan in his iconic top hat.  Photo by ilo.
Doug Buchanan in his iconic top hat. Photo by ilo.
Credit: feralfae
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 14, 2012 - 07:49pm PT
Thank you formerly known as and neebee and all of you.

Part of Doug is still here with me, so it's not as horrible time as it could be. I can still feel him around a lot, which is very helpful. We made this agreement a long, long time ago about such an event. We had no idea at the time that Doug might become ill and leave so soon. We had plans to 103!

Doug is on reboot, doing a trade-in. That is what he told be before he took off for this adventure. I am glad I was there to blow kisses to him as he left.

Being here with Doug, by his side, holding his hand, through the last hours and minutes of the "getting out of town" phase ("the hardest part of any climb is getting out of town"), and listening to him negotiate his future plans with the angels/photons/spirits/fairydust/G*d/Universe/energy/Oneness/your own concept of Existence/questioners (Doug asked questions as well!) was miraculous and affirming. I'll write that story up one day, and post it over on iloilojones.com, or one of my other sites.

You are all a great comfort to me right now. It is touching to find others who knew and loved him, or knew and reviled him. I thought he was a totally arrogant guy the first time I got a letter from him on AAC letterhead, criticizing my thinking! But he was correct in his correction of my contradiction. :) Anyway, it's a good story of two highly independent climbers/artists/writers/anarchists meeting and ending up married.

So, thank you for all the kind words and good thoughts, the prayers and the fairy dust.
Climb on
ilo

neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 14, 2012 - 11:24pm PT
hey there say, ferralfae....


as to this part of your quote:

Anyway, it's a good story of two highly independent climbers/artists/writers/anarchists meeting and ending up married.


a perfect valentine post, for the two of you, and your life adventure, as a team, while being: two, but 'one' in union... :)

bergbryce

Mountain climber
South Lake Tahoe, CA
Feb 15, 2012 - 12:18am PT
I heard many good stories while living in Alaska about various men of the mountains. Doug was one of them. Godspeed Mr. Buchanan.
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 15, 2012 - 06:17pm PT
19 May, 2012 at Mushers Hall in Fairbanks, Alaska
Dear Friends,
The pleasure of your company is requested

For a celebration of the adventures of
Doug Buchanan
magnificent individual and extraordinary spirit.

Mushers Hall
Fairbanks, Alaska
19th and 20th of May 2012

The big party will be the evening of the 19th, which is a Saturday evening.

Potluck, as is presently planned and be sure to bring your very best bottle of wine. Bring your videos, slide shows, photos, and memories. The more Doug stories, the better.

I have reserved the Hall for two days. That way, people who are tenting will have time to gather stuff up, we will have time on Sunday to clean the hall, visit, chat, talk with everyone, and all will be well.

Climb on
feralfae
Fletcher

Trad climber
Over there
Feb 20, 2012 - 05:41pm PT
Man, just came across this today. Had no clue he was ill. RIP Doug and condolences to your friends and family. There is a bit less color now on the Taco Stand.

Peace,
Eric
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 20, 2012 - 07:15pm PT
hey there say, fletcher... we can hopefully bump this up, around may, too... as a reminder...

feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 21, 2012 - 06:08pm PT
Oh, no, your poor wife! One of those "watch this!" guys! :)
You would have loved to see Doug run the ice ridges! :)


Where are you?
There are celebrations in other places, on other dates!
Some are posted over in the guest book on Caring Bridge

I know there is one in Yakima on Memorial Day, North Carolina on May 19, not sure yet of when and where on others.

Climb on!

feralfae

bluering

Trad climber
Santa Clara, CA
Feb 21, 2012 - 07:10pm PT
Definitely a unique poster. God bless him, may he rest in peace now.

I lift my glass and salute him.
jmap

Social climber
NC
Feb 21, 2012 - 07:39pm PT
I enjoyed his posts and was sorry to hear of his passing. Let's hope St. Pete didn't try to collect an admission fee.

Maybe that was our February thunderstorm.

feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Apr 3, 2012 - 04:53pm PT
Reminder:
This is just a draft announcement, but there won't be many changes.

Have Entirely Too Much Fun!

Join with us to celebrate the life of

Doug Buchanan,

individual extraordinary.



Come celebrate together May 19, 2012-May 20, 2012. Mushers Hall, Fairbanks, Alaska.

Main party event begins at 6:00 PM on the 19th, with toasts, tributes, trip stories, and terrifically outrageous tales.

Climbing videos narrated by Doug. Hoping we can do the Waterman Slide Show, too. In any event, there will be slide shows, videos, and other Doug-related activities around the perimeter of Mushers Hall, inside and outside, depending on the weather, the whim of the individuals, and the celebratory tone of the party. Music is rumored to be planned. Fine wines will flow. Delicious foods will be served.

Bring your favorite stories, slides, photos, videos, tall tales, and memories of outrageous adventures. Bring fine wines, delicious foods, music, and memories.

There is space for tents, room to roam, and lots of activities planned to contribute to everyone having entirely too much fun.

Hang out with us on Sunday at Mushers Hall as well.
Send a PM if you need more info on how to find us, what to bring, etceteras, etceteras (as Doug would type).
Looking forward to seeing any one who can make it.
Mighty Hiker

climber
Vancouver, B.C.
Apr 27, 2012 - 05:11pm PT
Credit: Mighty Hiker
Credit: Mighty Hiker
(A marvellous photo.)
Klimmer

Mountain climber
San Diego
Apr 27, 2012 - 05:29pm PT
I'm sorry I missed the original posting in February.

I enjoyed reading your Alaska view on things.

RIP Doug
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
May 4, 2012 - 10:03pm PT
Thank you MIghty HIker.
Thank you for liking one of my favorite photos I took of Doug.
There are going to be slide shows, special videos, for which this event is the premier. This will be the first Founder's Day gathering of the Alaskan Alpine Club, you see. We will be running the Famous Waterman solo of Mount Hunter slide show, too.

I hope you can make it up to Fairbanks for a day or two of the event.

I hope to see many of you there. It is going to be a glorious celebration!

Climb on,
feralfae
iloilo
allapah

climber
May 6, 2012 - 05:20am PT

Steve Gruhn, the Elizabeth Hawley of Alaska, trolled this article for SCREE recently, for the Mountaineering Club of Alaska newsletter, finally got drunk enough on a Saturday night to post it here, why not, it's really about Doug, he loomed over the whole phase:

Trip Report: 1991 Waterman Grant

Fairbanks. Doug Buchanan, Treasurer of the Alaskan Alpine Club, presided over the interrogation. The officers had to decide whether our party of three merited bestowal of the 1991 Waterman Grant for a "significant winter climb in Alaska." Randy, Paul, and I must have presented a disappointment to Doug: we were more interested in mountaineering than mountaineering freedoms. However, the Waterman Grant seemed also to come with the stipulation that the mountain be given every possible advantage by ensuring that the faculties of the climbers be significantly impaired, and on this latter count, our qualifications were robust. Following various rituals, in which an air of unreality hung over the proceedings like schizophrenia, and in which we were required to sign up for the Club's brainchild, the Mountain Rescue Expense Fund, we were duly awarded the Waterman Grant, supplied with copious tools for impairment (in order to give the mountain every possible advantage), and sent home to begin late-January preparations for the Southwest Rib of Kimball in the style of Johnny.

A week later. Harvey Wheeler, elder of the legendary Wheeler Boys, crop-duster of the Delta Ag. fields, and glacier pilot for eastern Alaska Range mountaineers, was about to crash his Cessna 180 into an icefall. The aircraft was bounding like a snow-machine down the North Fork of the Chistochina Glacier, and Harvey was choosing at the last minute to gun it in a do-or-die effort to lift free from mashed potatoes. Hours earlier, he had been able to land us directly at our basecamp near 6,000 ft., but the plane sagged in the unexpectedly warm snow. Harvey's horror at the prospect of spending the night on the glacier with climbers prompted us to dig him out. Now the plane was gaining power as it taxied lower into oxygen-rich elevations. We saw Harvey's 180 bounce off a hummock, skim the top of some seracs, dip below the icefall… and reappear! Harvey was headed home to Saw Mill Creek, probably swearing off climbers for good this time.

Kimball. We had given the mountain every advantage by obliterating our faculties, including that of memory. The only image that penetrates this sieve of forgetfulness is that of the "coffins," our individual snow-caves at the bivouac the first night, when the moon had turned the mountain into bright Milky Way bars. Turecki's coffin was particularly artistic: dollops of sculpted snow pasted onto the mountainside with arcs of anchor rope threaded through portholes. The next day, Paul led a hard mixed pitch up high. Randy tunneled through the summit cornice on KImball's distinctive summit tower. Descent took us long into the night, in and out of moonlight. We were grateful to wriggle back in to our coffins.

White Noise. After Kimball, we climbed an 8,000 ft. peak on the west side of the cirque, just above basecamp. I remember snow slopes, and a spectacular but easy summit ridge. We made our snow cave halfway up the route an immense chamber to make up for the recent horror of the coffins.
Much later that year, long after the Kimball expedition was over, long after the trip had profoundly changed each one of us due to "Mountain-Caused Refraction of Life-Vector Force Syndrome," I asked Turecki to supply a name for this second mountain we had climbed. But Turecki by then was dazed. It was Spring. He had just come from the warm lake on Mt. Spurr, skiing up there even as it was getting ready to erupt. He reached into his mind for some remembrance of the peak we had climbed back in February. Nothing but snow, static. We had all lost our girlfriends. "White noise," mumbled Turecki.

Skiing to the Richardson Highway via Yeti Pass. The moment of maximum danger undoubtedly came the night we skied down off the snout of the Chistochina Glacier to the gravel flats below. That same morning we had suffered such huge impairment with the tools borrowed from Waterman's file that the psychological flux of the landscape was completely out of control. The crevasses raced perpendicularly under our skis, the rope was a tendril of ectoplasm connecting our thoughts, the one-to-one correspondence between map and territory had become depolarized, rendering speech impossible. We had surrendered every possible advantage to the mountains, and were now at their mercy.
In the descending icefall, Turecki became separated from Randy and me. At the foot of the glacier rested a pocket of super-cooled air; my nostrils informed me the temperature had dropped past forty-five below. Clothes and gear were frozen solid, crammed into packs after a five-day storm at basecamp. We had banked everything upon reaching the miner's cabin at Slate Creek, but now Turecki's light wandered randomly above us across the two-dimensional screen of echoing blackness. By the time he emerged at the cabin into the third dimension, Randy and I had a roaring fire going. (Thank you, whoever suffered our intrusion.)
"Yeti Pass" denotes the corridor between the aligned glaciers, the Canwell and Gakona. Doug once told me that a "heterodyne" exists somewhere in this area and is responsible for some of the spooky phenomena attributed to the Delta/Tok/Glen Allen triangle. I pressed him at length, but he would not reveal what type of signal was involved, only that my suspicions that we had been subtly changed, Randy, Paul, and I, over the course of the expedition, were not unfounded.
A more significant account of Kimball's Southwest Rib would be Benowitz's untold story about his and Bethan's second ascent of the route in the two-thousands, the "blind date" climb. I have evidence to believe a similar life-warping effect like the one experienced during our 1991 Waterman climb had its effect upon them as well.

Ian
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
May 6, 2012 - 05:36am PT
hey there, say, feralfae... have been thinking of you...

and of the supertopo and how we meet all manner of folks, in the greatoutdoors, and learn and hear of what they do...

i enjoyed seeing the picture of doug, too--to put the newer face on his name, here.. (had seen one older article that i THINK? had a picture of him, but can't rightly remember--someone shared it here? by a link, years back, though perhaps doug's pic was not in it?...


well-- may all go well for your gathering... will be praying for all the folks...

and as an extra note of support to you:
to you, and all wives, too, that have lost their beloved life-partner, you are not forgotten...


i had a small something, that i may get to in the future, for you... not sure yet, when, though...
god bless...
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
May 8, 2012 - 12:35pm PT
Thank you for all the kind thoughts, prayers, and comforting words.
I hope you will all share the announcement of the Celebration around with others, too.

Now, I am packing the car for the long drive north, from Montana to Fairbanks. I will be cleaning out our closets and packing things for future Alaskan Alpine Club auctions, for the musuem, for the archives, and some stuff will be coming back to Montana with me.

I hope to see some you you there, and will post a report and links to photos and videos when I get back to Montana in June.
Thank you all.
Blessings,
Climb on,
iloilo


neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
May 21, 2012 - 09:26am PT
hey there say, feralfae....

how did the doug-day, go...

how are you? hope you are well...
sometimes it is hard when the quiet times come, after the
remembrances... was just thinking about you...

god bless...


for others here on supertopo, i just found these, you may have seen them already:

this one is very in-depth:
http://www.yakima-herald.com/obits/2012/02/19/douglas-buchanan

http://www.newsminer.com/pages/full_story/push?article-Longtime+Fairbanks+mountaineer+Doug+Buchanan+dies+at+64%20&id=17498525


ALSO, SAY.... these are of doug, right??
did all you all know about these???
thought the climbers and their many adventures would thus
find something in these--

i have not read them,
just posted them now:

http://www.alaskastories.com/index.html


well, i will email you and see if you are okay...
wives losing husbands, need hugs, i think...
god bless...



edit:
oh yes, i just found out, these ARE doug's stories, at the link above...
(it was also mentioned in the obituaries)...
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Jun 17, 2012 - 03:37pm PT
hey there all, say...

was trying to email doug's wife...

not sure is she got it, or is not home yet...

does anyone have an email where they have contacted her?
thanks so very much...


god bless...

:)
laughingman

Mountain climber
Seattle WA
Jun 18, 2012 - 07:05pm PT
Sad to hear he passed away, talked to him via email on several occasions ( I was thinking of moving up to fairbanks for school at one point) seemed like a nice guy...
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Jul 2, 2012 - 09:07pm PT
(A beautiful small portrait of Doug has arrived here in Montana. I am only a few days back from Fairbanks and the Celebration, (more on that soon), starting south via the AlCan, being stranded in the Yukon, meeting some great other stranded people, and best of all a climber or two who had rescued themselves by hauling mud over the Campbell Highway, which was, I am fairly certain, actually Closed at the time. Great chaps! Directed them to the Club Web Site, along with Doug's other sites, since one of them will be in Fairbanks for a while soon.)

(I'm updating the link to Doug's stuff since some of his sites have been messed with since his spirit jumped.)

So, anyway, below is a note to a very special person. {{{hugs}}}

"Dear, dear Neebeez,
How very, very kind, caring and talented of you! How delightful to see Doug in one of my favorite photos, with the outdoors he loved around him!

If words were grains of sand, there are not enough in all the oceans and deserts to express my gratitude. How very, very loving of you! Thank you very, very much.

May we post this over on topo? I am sure others would like to see your loving expression honoring Doug. If you do not mind, I would like to hang this in the Headquarters of the Alaskan Alpine Club. Doug is its Founder, and this is the first portrait we will have of him. Thank you more than I can express.

Blessings,

Kýrie, eléison.
ilo˛
FIJA.org
iloilojones.com
feralfae.com
havefunbefree.com
MeansOfInquiry.org

ps. Oh, hey! This is neat—one of my best FIJA.org friends lives in your exact same Zip Code. If you are a libertarian, or an anarchist, you should get to know her.

cc: SuperTopo thread
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Jul 2, 2012 - 09:38pm PT
hey there say, feralfea!!! i am so happy you got it and it was not broken!
wished i could do it in oil, but i wanted it to 'hug' you, after all the immediate comfort of friends passes by, and life resumes onward, after your celebration (so i did it in fast-dry acrylic)...


:)

yes, you may share, you never know when someone may need a free gift of their own, too, someday...

i did not know that they did not have a picture of doug there, :)
it seems the good lord knew it was needed, and ol' doug
needs to 'look out over the place' like he used to, :)


oh my, as being on the same trail as your friend as to worldly things, nope i am just me... :))


simple, down to earth, lover of the good lord, and family and critter life, :))


good to know you got home safe--many folks have many hard chores to take
care of when their beloved family or partners die:
traveling safe, should be a gift to them, and returning back home, as well...


god bless...
:)

feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Jul 2, 2012 - 10:09pm PT

LOL
Doug collected frames at the "mall" (local recycling pad in Fairbanks. Don't know if you knew him personally. Did you!? You can answer that via email if you want.) and we have a bunch in the shed at HQ. I will do it up proud. :) Thank you!

There are some other photos of Doug around; a couple of him on climbs; but this is the first portrait. It is very special. And from someone on Topo, too.

I liked what you said about yourself, by the way. Doug and I were making a huge transition from having any political awareness at all to being more fully focused on being from spirit, and now I continue that journey each day.

And while the geographic journey home was delayed by a week or so, the lessons learned while stranded were more than worth the wait. All I can say is, Doug and G*d are conspiring to see that I get some great spiritual lessons out of this time, while I bushwhack my way through the wilderness of grief. There are beginning to be times of calm and peace again, though, so in all ways, I am deeply blessed.
As are we all. :)
{{{hugs}}}
Blessings!
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Jul 2, 2012 - 10:20pm PT
hey there say, feralfea! what a wonderful post! and how funny, too, as to the FRAMES, :))


say, yes, daily lessons! ... you are certainly on a new trail,
this 'trip home' was your 'first step', :)

i know you will be able to tackle this, too! :)

i only knew doug here, on the supertopo...
i had a soft spot in my heart for him... and used to pray for him, a lot...

(i learned more about him, from his webpage--and his stories)...
and his museum page... and the pictures of him, filled it all out...

welllll--got to go paint, i got some things to finish, the finish line
is always the hardest part, :)) well, not crossing it, but rounding that bend, :)

couchmaster

climber
pdx
Jul 2, 2012 - 10:50pm PT
What a great thank you to Neebee feralfae. I too knew Doug only from Supertopo, but the more I bumped into him here the more I liked the guys spirit. Sorry I never met him in person. The world could use more folks like him, not less.

I wish you well.

Warm Regards
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Jul 3, 2012 - 04:16pm PT
Here's the portrait Neebee did ...
Portrait of Doug by neebee
Portrait of Doug by neebee
Credit: feralfae
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Dec 27, 2012 - 02:15pm PT
Dear Neebee and everyone here, all you family of climbers and rock hoppers,
Neebee! Thank you for the lovely little covering, which I think I will hang on the wall in the guest room here in our home in Montana.
What a beautiful gift, and thank you to everyone for the wonderful and comforting notes. It helped so very much to feel the love and comfort of other climbers and adventurers, so thank you and {{{hugs}}} back to you.
I made it through my first Christmas without Doug, and with lots of help and emotional support from family and friends, I did really okay. We spent the day talking about Doug, remembering fun times, and sharing memories.

Thank you so much neebee and everyone for the kindness and love this holiday season.

**
feralfae.com
~toward entelechy
ilo˛
iloilojones.com

ps: for those of you who want to reach me directly, just add ilo@ in front of the web site right above here, and I'll get it. If you put climber in the subject line, I will definitely open your emails. Thank you again for all the loving and kind notes, and thank you Neebee for collecting and sending them along with the card.
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Dec 27, 2012 - 05:12pm PT
hey there say, lloilo feral fea!

yep--you are not forgotten!!!

we are in your corner!
love so much!!!
and may the new year be just as tender and kind!
:)
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Jan 3, 2013 - 10:04am PT
Thank you everyone for the get well wishes and the great notes and cards! Neebee, I know you were the brains behind this, so special thanks to you for everything. Yes, it was emergency spine surgery of a highly amusing nature.
Since many of you asked, here's the short version of the story...

Careening along the frozen expanse of the Johansen Expressway in Fairbanks, returning to HQ from last-minute shopping prior to Christmas, the rental car I was driving was struck in the driver's door by a pickup. I was the driver on the inside of the collapsed metal. After the side airbag exploded and knocked me out, and I came to, I realized that I could not move anything except my head. December 2008.

Soon, lights and noise surrounded me, as paramedics and fire people figured out how to pry off the driver's door, slip a board under my body, and slowly inch my frame on to the board, while stabilizing my head. Of course it was -23F, so we did not need to worry about conserving the A/C in any of the vehicles. Our Godson Jason, up from Montana, was in the vehicle with me, but I heroically managed to absorb most of the shock of the impact, so he was unscathed in the collision. But terribly shaken, as he held on to me while I was out and after when I went into convulsions from the airbag blow.

Doug met us at Fairbanks Memorial, where x-rays revealed that I had not broken my neck, but that I had a bit of damage to the lower spine. I was instructed to have it checked out when I got back to Montana. The rental vehicle was entirely wrecked, and was given a decent retirement to the scrap yard. I was given a brace to reduce the pain in my cracked ribs. We scrambled into the trusty Jeep and headed home to HQ.

We had a grand and glorious big bottle party, followed by more glorious parties around the neighborhood. My rib wrap was working to hold things together. I showed the Ice Tower show for everyone.

Later in December, after a delicious dinner with our friends the Foots (Feets) Doug and I went home to HQ, climbed into our bed, and snuggled up for a nice rest. A few hours later, Doug woke up in severe pain, and a few hours after that, he was at Fairbanks Memorial Hospital, where he had emergency surgery and the diagnosis of cancer.

I put Jason on a plane home a few days later, and settled in to care for Doug, completely setting aside the "go see your spine doc when you get home" message, because here we had lots worse and immediate stuff to consider.

Fast forward through three years of chemo, doctors, surgeries, special diets, more surgeries, more chemo, lots of hope and desperation there at the last, and Doug writing out detailed instructions, leaving lots of notes, and then managing to escape his body that was no longer functioning. I held him in my arms as he left.

By that time, I was wearing a back brace full time, taking lots of pain medications, and still able to carry on. I made it through the Fairbanks Celebration in May, and was able to hang on for a couple of significant meetings arranged earlier by Doug. I headed home to Montana, driving down the AlCan, where the flooding and washed out roads impeded progress.

In WhItehorse, by now barely able to walk from the pain, I was rescued by a sister climber, who got me back to Fairbanks and on to a flight for Montana.

Arriving home, I remarked to a friend that I could finally collapse and rest. I was eating pain pills with remarkable appetite. Two weeks later, after an emergency room diagnosis of coda equina, I am rushed to emergency spine surgery, from which I am recovering with remarkable success. I plan to be back in the mountains before too long. I had a super spine surgeon, who is a runner and sometimes climber, and the best physical therapy team in the business—all people who live here so they can play in the mountains.

That's it. That's it. The whole story. I'll be in Fairbanks in the spring or early summer, as soon as these PT guys release me to go play and carry stuff. I have a design for helium balloons for carrying my pack into Rainbow. So, I'll be sure to post here before I head up to Fairbanks. For those of you in Wyoming, I will be down in the Winds later as well, hanging on the North Fork with occasional trips in to Lander. If you are in the area, let me know. You can reach me at ilo(AT)iloilojones(dot)com, just put Wyoming or Winds in the subject line.

So, okay, that's the story and update. Other news and links are available through MeansOfInquiry(dot)org, where I will post occasionally, or on the related sites you can find through that one.

Thank you all very much for your kindness, concern, and great notes. I am still sorting stuff here, and have a lot of Doug's stories that he never got uploaded, which I hope to get entered into the sites in the next few years as things settle into a new path and a new life. Thank you all very much for your love, caring, and wonderful fellowship.
Carry on.
feralfae, aka iloilo
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Jan 3, 2013 - 02:32pm PT
hey there say, feralfae... WOW, man oh man, WHAT an adventure these last years have been since that acccident, :O


WELCOME!!! YOU NOW have your own thread, as well as this one...

two--as, doug is still PART OF US here... :)

just made it TWICE as easy for the NEW FOLKS here, to learn
who you are, :)


here is a cross link:

http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=2033174&msg=2033174#msg2033174

thank you so much for sharing your rugged ol' trail, these last few years, you are conquering one step at a time, with
great friendships to back you up!!!

a good legacy, too, as to the love, friendship and join-trails that you and doug had!!!

may this year be extra special, as it is your first one, without doug, and
may it be a good solid rock to build on, by god's loving grace!
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 17, 2013 - 07:43pm PT
Hey, Ian,
Thank you for posting that story to the thread earlier.
Nice.
Thank you all, wonderful ones, for the emotional support, loving kindness, caring, and cheering on this last year.
I hope to get all the issues of the Alaskan Alpine Club Newsletter scanned and up on the web site soon.
And more stuff as well.
I hope to start later this New Year. Just now getting more up and about and doing things besides PT every day a few times. Slowly catching up, coming out of the grief fog, starting to see some blue sky through the clouds. :) Yesterday, I went out and flung flower seeds all over the place, and we have 7 acres here in our little wood. Forest fairies, you know. Here just off the Divide.

I am coming back. I am turning the seasons. It is almost Spring. I am remembering great springs together, and many happy times. :) Honeymoon road trip in the MGB, Doug meeting all my rock art friends. Greeting spring in the arrow-leaf blossoms of the Winds, having a picnic with a long-time Winds climber friend. Springs of planting our garden, flinging flower seeds with blessings for Earth. Filling the quarters of the Kiva garden/prayer circle with wildflower seeds. :)

Soon, Spring. Flowers. I will be heading North.

Hoping to get to meet some of you some day when we have a SuperEvent up at AACHQ in Fairbanks, and this is your first notice of future fund-raising auctions and events, on behalf of AACHQ, and of course there will be the Waterman Memorial Auctions :) But we will need to find some volunteers to undertake the ahem, adventure. As Carl said, "I'm out." :)

Best to everyone, so glad to be in a better frame of mind as I post this, but would not trade a minute of this last year of grieving for all the incredible bliss Doug and I shared on that last adventure. :)

We Carry On,

*<twinkles>*
feralfae
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 17, 2013 - 08:32pm PT
Hey neebee,
Thank you for all the prayers, grace, loving cards, great gifts, superb faith, and ahem, fairy dust.

neebee, ** is fairy dust, my own name for prayers. :) Same Sponsor, of course. I occasionally call Her Birdwoman. Long story. :)

I think I get to give a word from our Sponsor, so be informed prior to this screed that Doug and I talked a lot about this concept:

As Doug said, grinning, not long before he took off, "Hey, there really is a Headmaster!" Which is our own term for G*d, and we can shorten it to HM, or, hhmmmmmmm, so anytime we saw another Angel, we could hum to each other and laugh inside. :) It was very fun.

I have been surrounded by Angels this past year, because I certainly did not have the strength, faith, hope, or constancy to hold myself up. You guys did it. My Angels. (My prime paradigm for its application to helium balloons, by the way.)

If one has access to this incredible, huge raft of helium balloons, one can lift anything with this substance lighter than air. How cool is that!? Now, try gathering this huge raft of Angels. Way cooler. I intentionally surrounded myself with loving, caring, supportive and compassionate people on advice from Doug. I cut out as much stress as possible all the time.

I will never forget this lesson. I am walking and doing strengthening exercises. I can balance across the logs. I am going to be just fine. A little energy from each of you, and I am quite the miracle of recovery. I think there is a champagne party required soon. I will work on logistics. :)

We are the prisms of Love.
We knew that. :)
And we have free will to chose where we shine our light. :) The more we align with our Source, the more Love we can radiate. How cool is that.

You know, it was Doug who got me back up, balancing on ledges and scrambling scree again after my last fall, when only bones were broken. I remember saying, when he finally lured me up on this ledge of a precarious pitch, "Oh, Doug, this feels like where I fell." and Doug said "This is where you don't fall, instead." He's really a good leader.

This time, it was a broken heart, and that is taking a while to mend, but I think I have reached the tipping point. Cool.
Thank you all for your energy.
Thank you for sending love this way, which is why I am Here.
Truly. If I could not recover, I was not staying, because I like these amazing games too much. I would have recycled.
And I do not do martyr well, anyway, as I am too much of a warrior. :) Too feisty.*
End of message to and from Sponsor, I guess. :)
Oh:
Thou Art God. Remarkably. :)
Thanks a lot for your help.
Truly appreciated.
Could not have done it without you.
True statement. My words hold their meaning. **

**
feralfae
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 17, 2013 - 08:38pm PT
Yooooo Photon Flingers,

I gotta provide an emendation:

when you see **, it is because this format does not read
* < twinkles > * correctly unless I put in extra spaces.
This is an experiment.
It might fail.
Hold on to your seat cushions, just in case.
The Universe may disappear.
(Would that it worked on government bureaucracy)

* < Twinkles > *
feralfae
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 17, 2013 - 08:41pm PT
hey there say, feralfea... so much, these hard trails...
it is love and frienships, and crerished memories, that feed us well--with gods' great grace--to hug the trail and move onward...


this is soooo wonderful, and so sweet:
your quote:
You know, it was Doug who got me back up, balancing on ledges and scrambling scree again after my last fall, when only bones were broken. I remember saying, when he finally lured me up on this ledge of a precarious pitch, "Oh, Doug, this feels like where I fell." and Doug said "This is where you don't fall, instead." He was really a good leader


i am always still praying... >:D<


if and when you have your champainge party... i have a gift for the alpine club... will be done, in march or april...


a way for doug's ol' footprint to stay ever fresh there, ;)
you will see, :)


i knew your feb. memories would here soon...
hugs and god bless to you... you will make it through, as i said,
god's grace:

and--that leader of yours--doug...
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 17, 2013 - 08:47pm PT
hey there, say, feralfae...

oh my....

as to your quote:
Slowly catching up, coming out of the grief fog, starting to see some blue sky through the clouds. :) Yesterday, I went out and flung flower seeds all over the place, and we have 7 acres here in our little wood. Forest fairies, you know. Here just off the Divide.


may your seeds grow among these cherished memories, in new and special ways!...


god bless...
i had a good happy cry, for your...

you're 'on trail' now... a new one, in one way, but still the same one--with god's grace, it is and will be 'tailor made' for you...

:)
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 17, 2013 - 09:29pm PT
Neebee, **,
Yes, I think all our trips are "tailor made" or, bespoke. We get to be brave, or not. We get to receive Grace, or not. We get to feel the healing power of Love, or not. There are some great Guidebooks, but humans seem to have trouble with understanding the words. I need to get this communication working better. Oh, wait, I have the internet. It is beginning to work better. I think the Reformation is here. Only, not Gutenberg, but Google.

I just don't understand why a lot of things happen usually, except in hindsight. But looking back on the trail, I can begin to see where I am going. Doug and I talked a lot about choosing our learning adventures. I miss sharing with him more than I can write about yet.

Funny, I was placing marker stones and doing some survey work today. It takes perspective, doesn't it? The only way I could see the continuation of the line was to check back along its path. Not that I can't make huge changes in my life, but at least I have a sense of direction to assist me.
I'm here, so I go on.

Thank you so much for your kindness and prayers.

I have already met you, but hope to see you sometime, too.
We carry on.
feralfae
couchmaster

climber
pdx
Feb 17, 2013 - 10:29pm PT
feralfae, glad we all could send some positive energy your way. I always appreciated Doug popping in here on occasion and adding the odd word of wisdom or 2.

Warm regards to you ma'am and hang in there. xo
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Feb 17, 2013 - 10:55pm PT
Thank you couchmaster.
I appreciate the energy very, very much.
See you around.
* < twinkles > *
feralfae
donini

Trad climber
Ouray, Colorado
Feb 17, 2013 - 11:00pm PT
When it came to the politics of climbing Doug and i were on the opposite sides of the spectrum. Given that, i will say that i very much respected his passion and personal integrity. He had his beliefs and stood up for them with clarity and enthusiasim......as good an epitaph as one could have.
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Apr 12, 2013 - 06:16pm PT
In Honor of my Most Worthy Husband, Doug Buchanan, who, with me, set up Means Of Inquiry Foundation. We liked to ask effective questions, and people noticed and appreciated our efforts. They felt honored to be sent one of Doug's pens as a thank you gift. One chap wrote a later letter to me, since he knew I write archaically a lot of the time, with a fountain pen, and he enclosed a check for enough to keep me in ink for as long as I can figure out how to leave it to my next incarnations. :)

We took the prize money we were awarded for our writings and we decided that since we live very simply, we would use the awards for furthering the works of voluntary, free market (preferably Common Law) institutions. And thus it is so.

Means of Inquiry has made contributions to three charities, all of which we discussed prior to Doug's leaving. It feels very, very good to carry on our work. The game is still on, fellow adventurers.

STOP!

Okay, now that I have your attention, try to negotiate to exchange value for productivity, rather than hours, with your employer in every instance that is possible. If your body is required somewhere, you could use the time you have left after your meet your productivity to learn something that makes your heart sing. Become more of a free agent. Own yourself.

If you are doing what you love, then you are already getting paid far too much, and are amazed someone would pay you to do this stuff. It always amazes me, and of course the other rule is that if it makes your spirit sing, you are most probably not being paid in stolen goods (taxation is theft). You know how crabby those bureaucrats are! And what sourpusses those park service guys can be. They Shoot at people and stuff! Yikes!

And when you are qualified, you can join the BrotherhoodofAnarchy.com, which I own but do not have the site up yet, until I finish going through all of our notes we made about it.

So I guess we could start a thread somewhere about it ...


Oh, don't worry just because I don't rant as Doug could do. (I broke of him of that habit by kissing him every time he began. Thoroughly distracting, he told me later, with a big grin on his face.) I share his values.

I don't think you get to share spirits and minds and hearts this much unless your values are pretty well aligned. Remember the Donne poem, after all. :)

So, anyway, the adventure continues. I gotta go contemplate dragonflies. :)

And I am getting the vehicle ready for the AlCan. My target date is sort of our anniversary and Doug's birthday on 19 May, either to take off from Montana, or to arrive in Fairbanks. We will see how it all works out. I cannot see that far ahead yet. Actually, I cannot see tomorrow yet, but I have a few plans for that time when it arrives. :)

Hey, go live fully in your beautiful spirit and do something that cannot be confused for anything but love. Throw the sky some kisses. Toss a few to Mother Earth as well. Compliment a stranger.

Back to the dragonflies.
* < twinkles > *
feralfae
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Aug 6, 2013 - 12:55pm PT
Here are the URLs for the narrated videos on You Tube:

Gakona
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7M3nNR6UKho

Mount Moffit
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SA2zFXtBBI

The Thorn
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yhtti9CfssE

8680
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pdbtgDsKvac

Please share these around. The Ice Show will be posted to our You Tube account soon.


Peace this day.
**
feralfae
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Aug 7, 2013 - 09:53pm PT
For My Husband
Douglas Leo Buchanan 19 May 1947~7 February 2012
iloilojones.com
August 7, 2013

In the days of war, he spoke for peace
In the days of servility, he spoke for free Humankind
In the days of slavery, he spoke against wars and taxation.
In the days of shadows, he stood as a Light.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us think.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us smile.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us see ourselves.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, we played some Very Good Games.

In these days when corruption is mundane
In these days when money is held higher than Love,
In these days when Life is held cheap,
And we forget we are all souls
Here to learn Great Lessons together
Lovingly provided by our very own
Most Worthy Headmaster,
Who shows us the Miracles of Love made Manifest,

I was blessed to be the Wife of Douglas Leo Buchanan.

He talked to Headmaster often,
I told him I was sure he was an A+ student,
And no doubt an Instructor as well.
Teaching Souls by his example of Honor.
In days when he had great courage
In days when he asked the hard questions
In days when he sometimes felt he stood alone
With only the Headmaster behind him.
He found me, and he came to claim me.
And we chose each other, following our hearts.

We lifted each other from behind old walls,
We resolved some of each other’s contradictions
We helped each other peel off old labels
We played in the Beauty of our Love.
We played beautiful Games of Magnificent Wonder
We celebrated our Love as Living Beings
We celebrated this Earth and Her Nurturing
And gave Thanks daily for the Wonder of our Love,
For the Beauty and Brightness of our Love.

We taught each other much about Manifesting
We gave each other Great Happiness
We gave each other our Deepest Trust
We sang our own Song in harmony with the One Verse.
In those days when Douglas Leo Buchanan walked this Earth
In those days when he taught the moral meaning of Anarchy —
That each Individual is responsible for our own Spirit, our own Life.
And I taught the logical and practical algorithm of Love

Each Individual Manifests Most effectively from Love.
And we agreed that G*d, our Headmaster, was Love
And therefor the most effective Creator of All.
And those who knew less of Headmaster’s logic,
Simply had not asked enough questions.
Just as we had more questions to ask,
More ranges to cross.
In the days when our Spirits had met
And our bodies followed our hearts.
In the Days of Douglas Leo Buchanan.

I was honored he chose me to be his adventure partner.

He was well loved in his own time.

I am blessed beyond words. Thank you my HM.

*<twinkles>*
~toward entelechy
ilo˛ iloilojones.com
couchmaster

climber
pdx
Aug 7, 2013 - 10:35pm PT
Holy smokes, that's uplifting as heck. Thanks for laying that down for us all.



"For My Husband
Douglas Leo Buchanan 19 May 1947~7 February 2012
iloilojones.com
August 7, 2013

In the days of war, he spoke for peace
In the days of servility, he spoke for free Humankind
In the days of slavery, he spoke against wars and taxation.
In the days of shadows, he stood as a Light.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us think.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us smile.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, he made us see ourselves.
In those days of Doug Buchanan, we played some Very Good Games.

In these days when corruption is mundane
In these days when money is held higher than Love,
In these days when Life is held cheap,
And we forget we are all souls
Here to learn Great Lessons together
Lovingly provided by our very own
Most Worthy Headmaster,
Who shows us the Miracles of Love made Manifest,

I was blessed to be the Wife of Douglas Leo Buchanan.

He talked to Headmaster often,
I told him I was sure he was an A+ student,
And no doubt an Instructor as well.
Teaching Souls by his example of Honor.
In days when he had great courage
In days when he asked the hard questions
In days when he sometimes felt he stood alone
With only the Headmaster behind him.
He found me, and he came to claim me.
And we chose each other, following our hearts.

We lifted each other from behind old walls,
We resolved some of each other’s contradictions
We helped each other peel off old labels
We played in the Beauty of our Love.
We played beautiful Games of Magnificent Wonder
We celebrated our Love as Living Beings
We celebrated this Earth and Her Nurturing
And gave Thanks daily for the Wonder of our Love,
For the Beauty and Brightness of our Love.

We taught each other much about Manifesting
We gave each other Great Happiness
We gave each other our Deepest Trust
We sang our own Song in harmony with the One Verse.
In those days when Douglas Leo Buchanan walked this Earth
In those days when he taught the moral meaning of Anarchy —
That each Individual is responsible for our own Spirit, our own Life.
And I taught the logical and practical algorithm of Love

Each Individual Manifests Most effectively from Love.
And we agreed that G*d, our Headmaster, was Love
And therefor the most effective Creator of All.
And those who knew less of Headmaster’s logic,
Simply had not asked enough questions.
Just as we had more questions to ask,
More ranges to cross.
In the days when our Spirits had met
And our bodies followed our hearts.
In the Days of Douglas Leo Buchanan.

I was honored he chose me to be his adventure partner.

He was well loved in his own time.

I am blessed beyond words. Thank you my HM.

**
~toward entelechy
ilo˛ iloilojones.com"

Kind of a "…Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God. "Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God. "Blessed are those who have been persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.… moment.


feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Aug 8, 2013 - 08:21pm PT
Thank you Couchmaster,
I did not mean for it to sound that way, I just wanted to give honor to my husband. But as I read it today, yes, he was one of those warriors who became a peace-maker, a peace teacher.

Thank you.
feralfae
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Aug 8, 2013 - 11:14pm PT
hey there say, feralfae...

hugs to this eve...
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Aug 12, 2013 - 08:25pm PT
Hey Neebee, I hope you are doing well.
Hugs back to you.
feralfae
couchmaster

climber
pdx
Aug 12, 2013 - 08:41pm PT
Our country needed (needs) more honest folks with deep personal integrity like Doug. Thanks for the view. Wonder what Doug would say about this link wherein the National Park Service is claiming ownership over everything a great "volunteer" does, says or thinks: nevermind, I already know. LOL!!!!

http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=2201220&tn=0&mr=0
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Sep 2, 2013 - 12:30am PT
Hi Couchmaster,
Doug was an exceptionally honorable and good man. Yes, we need more of them.

I have been writing a bit about our marriage over on another forum where I hang out sometimes, about what I learned from and with Doug. We were so blessed to have a marriage where Doug got me over being afraid of heights after The Fall :) and we helped each other get past other things as well.

What was most neat, is that it was all on so many levels of awareness. And I heard the Tribe saying these same things about their relationships with Doug -- helping each other past hurdles, to resolve contradictions, to go exploring and find out Who One Might Become, when they spoke at Doug's Life celebration in Fairbanks last year. Some marvelous men. Doug talked about them a lot.

So, about Doug Buchanan
He made a difference in the thinking of many.
He taught us new ways to look at old situations.
He left Earth better than he found it in many ways, and he left us thinking more clearly than if he had not had the patience to explain some esoteric components of epistemology to some of us for the third time.

Humankind is better, in the balance of all things, for Doug having been on this Earth. For all else good and loving that he may have done, he taught much on the Logic of Peace. (Which I, for one, would like to see soon. We have better things to do, better adventures, greater explorations. I mean, speaking of adventures, would you rather have a war, or a space colony? Just sayin')

The World is a Better Place for Doug having been here. I like being able to say that with absolute certainty. It was a Very Good Game ... It is a Very Good game.

We carry on, laughing most robustly sometimes, and sometimes just giggling.
Thank you again for your very kind comments.
Kind Regards,
feralfae
climbski2

Mountain climber
Anchorage AK, Reno NV
Sep 2, 2013 - 12:40am PT
When I think of an Alaskan.. I think of Doug.

If I ever climb Denali again.. I'll POACH it in his memory.
feralfae

Boulder climber
Montana
Sep 2, 2013 - 11:46am PT
Thank you Climb2ski,
When you climb Denali again, be free.
We all need each other, sure, in many ways, but we don't need thugs with guns threatening us if we don't give them money. Isn't that called armed robbery?

I have hiked and adventured in a lot of peaceful countries where all one needs to do to climb or explore is to but on one's boots. Governments get in the way so much. Not to mention all the wars and more nasty things they do.

What humans have been trained not to recognize is that peace and government are antithetical. Freedom for climbers, and cages for politicians.

Sounds good to me.

For sure, this day, go do something individually unique, beautiful, and Free.
Peace (instead of government)
fae
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