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Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 18, 2012 - 11:06am PT
Me on the summit of Mt. Lyell
Me on the summit of Mt. Lyell
Credit: Randall Hamm
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 18, 2012 - 11:32am PT
Randy and Ariel on the summit of Sourdough Mountain &#40;big fans of J...
Randy and Ariel on the summit of Sourdough Mountain (big fans of Jack Kerouac and Gary Snyder) (1977 or 78)
Credit: Gypsy
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Nov 18, 2012 - 11:50am PT
I'll be driving this bus quite a bit furthur, maybe, providing, good lady willing.

I believe this song may have been originally inspired by 10,000 maniacs, or I just might be crazy.

See ya on Paiute, Illillouette, or Poets' Corner in our National Cathedral, Jack and Gary! Who the F knows where Cassidy will be then?

TP and craziness forever!
zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
Nov 18, 2012 - 12:23pm PT
flammingly groovey

"Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it, and finds himself no wiser than before," Bokonon tells us. "He is full of murderous resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by their ignorance the hard way."


mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Nov 18, 2012 - 12:53pm PT
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2xxGKnZvvk

Today Is a Gray Peak Day In Peachtree Merced.

It is cloudy and gray here today in Merced.

It could be cloudy and grey if I were somewhere in England (because of the vowel change, don't you know).

It is a gray peaked day over in the Clark Range, too.

It reminds me of a Randall Hamm photograph I saw once, with a barely discernible human subject standing atop Mt. Lyell like Ernest Hemingway at his typewriter--just standing there looking gravely and discerningly at the lens of another's creativity.

I guess that it's just my imagination. It gets fired up by lovely women. Especially when they are on the best possible, the highest, the Betty of Yowlsemite peaks. Or behind a library circulation department desk.

It is a good day to read a book.

It is a better day to watch football.

It is even a still Betty day whenever I go to visit our local County Library, which I can see from my window--along with Mt. Clark, all grey and granity on the horizon, backed up by his posse, Gray Peak, Red Peak and Merced Peak,running south.

Ho! for Southern yowlsemite and eastern Madera County, the friendly neighbor to the south, which has a fine Central Library of its own, I've heard. I get to Madera only about never any more. I only care about their lovely mountains. And the history of the place is part of Yowlsemite's history, so there it is.

And I shall tell you why it's a Betty day whenever I go to visit the library, but first please give me a couple of seconds to find a bookmark (I said in an aside).

[Thanks. I'm reading Going Up, standing up at a bureau-dresser-clothes- storage unit, like young Papa Hemingway did, according to many, whenever he wrote; and it's going slow because it's really climbing porn and I want it to last. I usually use a bookmark made of pink thread, but it ran away with the jazz thread, so I am using an old piece of TP, autographed by JK--the beat poet? He goes well with Fitschen. They were contemoraries, nearly. I'm not positive of that, but it fits my mental time frame. See how time telescopes when you talk of others' lives and loves? I like that about life. I could talk about myself for hours, just like Joe, only my life wouldn't be nearly as interesting nor as lust-ridden as Joe's, to be sure, but it just might help me to live longer. But I digress--at signifiant risk to my longevity, and then there's the Forty-Niner game, too.]

There is a library here where the books sleep under their covers on shelves in rows like a climbing hostel in the Gunks.

The librarian calls the shots on who is allowed to check them out.

What do you want--she's a County Employee, hardcore about rules, but with a gushy heart. She controls some of my beta, some of my entertainment, but is concerned that I don't have to work very hard to acquire my knowledge or to entertain myself with the words that she has graciously provided.

Each time any client leaves with a stack of books or has paid a fine for forgetfulness, laziness, or just plain rude behavior with "her" books, Betty faithfully utters these words, "Have a peachy day."

She's a black woman, wearing a different daishiki each day, one that corresponds to the fruity avoir of that day, because I got her started by telling her one day, "Your routine is too routine, liven it up."

As the astute lady in green one day; the wise woman in kiwi brown another day; or miss melange of lilac and pink and fruit-ka-bab blue with a head scarf of black and white booka-dots, she took to using a different kind of fruit with each person she served.

"Have a raspberry day, honey."

"Go on and have a honeysuckle day, y'all."

She was from Baton Rouge originally, so it's just not any wonder she is so colorful.

I still owe her two and a half dollars for a late return on Confederate General from Bigster, NV.

It's not exactly money well-spent, as you might not think, because he's such a good writer, that Ron Anderson; and the stuffed teddies he encountered in the woods that day--what a special treat!

I had simply misplaced the book and finally found it ten days later in my stack of porn.

The wages of sin.

I would sin with that sweet-talking librarian.

She swings.

I wonder how she looks in a grey teddy--I'm taking Betty to London.

We'll visit Poets' Corner, Cenotaph Corner, and play like we are Roger Miller on holiday.

"England swings like a penjulum do, climbers on two ropes, tw0 by tw0..."


At almost the very second I finished editing this ramble, the phone call came. A friend had called to tell me that a film about an expedition to the Shark's Fin in 2008, involving Conrad Anker, "the most famous American alpinist in America," was on TV and that I might like to see it. Well, I might.

I never met Mugs Stump. He was a hero of Mr. Millis. Good job, Conrad and The North Face!

(We saw Conrad present his show at the Facelift in the East Auditorium and he talked of this climb to honor Mugs, and two other friends in similar ways.)
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Nov 18, 2012 - 07:54pm PT
From the Sherry Anderson Apper...apper...appreciation thread--

"So the zap to this is why the f*#k are climbers so funny, goofy, hilarious, silly and yet only one magazine ( Alpinist ) will publish humour?"--Tami

They may think that they have mediocre talent, are not up to chancing ridicule, something like that. It seems to go against the grain of the independent spirit of climbing as well as the spirit of brotherhood. Somebody's going to laugh, you're not that different from the rest of us. To me, at least, that's ironic and a zap in the comic sense, Tami.

I didn't try to hold back when I started posting. I have lost any inhibitions I had. I even take your challenge.

My original idea was to use a Twinkie, but this is old Pencil Neck we ...
My original idea was to use a Twinkie, but this is old Pencil Neck we are seeking, a rare exotic. Is it single malt or buttermilk?
Credit: mouse from merced
As to the other half of your question, "comics" and "cartoons" are two different things, as you are well aware. Or are you? A magazine may have space for a single frame. They can sell the rest of the page. The comic takes the whole page, quite often. So it boils down to money, but then the editors are responsible for keeping us occupied, and unless the readers complain, what are the chances things will change? Laissez-faire.

Randall Hamm was the exceptional artist of the Flames. He wasn't like SA, he didn't do much work related to the climbing lifestyle that I saw or remember. It was stylized ducks, mostly that I remember, though there's that damned Indian in the vest and Stetson.

Toker Villain mentioned in the same SA thread--

"Then Sheridan was gone. Then Randall."

Which Randall were you speaking of? Did you know Hamm?

And one final thing appropos Sheridan is that I did not know Millis either, Steve.
Dillis Millis. aka Dennis Miller.
Dillis Millis. aka Dennis Miller.
Credit: Larry

I'm sure thre will be more about what we don't know about this actor, this jokester, this artistic SOB that kept me in the game after Mathis lured me into it. Time will tell William Tell and time will never tell, normally. but this is Millis. He's up there or out there with Batso and so forth and St. Galen and the Dolt and the others. It's good to think of the dead, Gypsy and Mikel.

Memento mori.
Memento mori.


neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Nov 18, 2012 - 08:07pm PT
hey there say, wow... once again... thanks for sharing all the old history photos on this thread... :)
zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
Nov 18, 2012 - 08:21pm PT
ditto

 Hezekiah Jones
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 18, 2012 - 08:39pm PT
Speaking in literary terms, this is the home of one of the greatest wr...
Speaking in literary terms, this is the home of one of the greatest writers in the U.S.
3x Pulitzer Prize winner Carl Sandburg. And my favorite books of his are The Rootabaga Stories.
Credit: Gypsy
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Nov 18, 2012 - 08:46pm PT
Credit: mouse from merced
These two Modesto biker gents were both well-acquainted with my late wife Liz, neebee. They are Oakland's finest, at the clubhouse, late eighties (don't remember when Sonny had the surgery).

The story here is that Dick was the owner of a bar in Crow's Landing near Motown. He used to provide a bit of a way station for his old bud in the trafficking trade.

Dick was also a member of the local Merced Modified Motorcycle Association, and Liz was the manager of that club. When he married, Shari and Liz spent a lot of time together arranging things. They were serious friends. Then we heard Dick had shot her in the head. Though claiming it accidental, the jury sent him away and he's gone. He introduced Liz to Sonny once and she ran into him only once after that.

The reason I'm putting this in is that I'm thinkng of starting up a new thread, Bikes and rocks...compatible? We know surfing and climbing are kindred avocations. We have teddy bears and climbing, totally compatible. So, I'm just musing and mousing. Don't worry. It's like, uh, snowmobiles and cross-country? Logging and biologizing? Not cool.

No, seriously, Dick, the one time I got to have a conversation with him, when I told him that Liz was no longer a biker chick but a Flames mamma,
he asked about the Flames and wanted to join because he didn't have a car, just the bike. I had to tell him he needed to start his own chapter in Crows Landing, that we would charter it. Truth was, we wouldn't want anything to do with Modesto dwellers, especially the ones who sold drugs and shot people. Not those kinds of bad boys here...

I share Ben Robinson's attitude about the MoCity. He's live there his whole life. Keep the doors locked and the cars in the garage.
zBrown

Ice climber
chingadero de chula vista
Nov 18, 2012 - 08:54pm PT
the shadow knows, I just bumped up the old motorcyle thread today

http://www.supertopo.com/climbers-forum/88884/Any-Motorcycle-Enthusiasts-Out-There



-Vincent B. Shadow
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 18, 2012 - 09:12pm PT
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxKTzwaEa2o

Richard Thompson would have been one of De Flames
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 18, 2012 - 09:16pm PT
Mouse do you remember the climber named Mitch from Winston/Salem North Carolina? He had a german shepherd named Buck (from The Call of the Wild). He was so very much the character of Dean Moriarty. I asked him once if he had ever read the book. He said; "I tried to once; but I threw it down sayin; he's too damned like me." One spring it was snowing in Yosemite and so Randy, Mitch, myself, a couple of other dudes whose names escape my senile brain went down to Tahquitz and Suicide rocks. Randy had the flu so bad and it was snowing even harder there.
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 19, 2012 - 10:23am PT
The Kuna Crest &#40;Sierra&#41; in 1974
The Kuna Crest (Sierra) in 1974
Credit: Gypsy
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 19, 2012 - 10:31am PT
Alger Lakes 1974 &#40;I think Randy is fly fishing&#41;
Alger Lakes 1974 (I think Randy is fly fishing)
Credit: Gypsy
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 19, 2012 - 10:42am PT
Just below Mt. Lyell.  Randy, Mr. Marmot, and the infamous "red hat"
Just below Mt. Lyell. Randy, Mr. Marmot, and the infamous "red hat"
Credit: Gypsy
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 19, 2012 - 11:06am PT
Laurie Stuart, Randy Hamm and Myself in front of Degnan's Dorms
Laurie Stuart, Randy Hamm and Myself in front of Degnan's Dorms
Credit: Gypsy
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 19, 2012 - 11:09am PT
Speaking of Flames Mamas--Mary Lou Stuart and Shiela Slattery at Degna...
Speaking of Flames Mamas--Mary Lou Stuart and Shiela Slattery at Degnan's Dorms
Credit: Gypsy
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Nov 19, 2012 - 01:02pm PT
"Somebody tell me I'm dreamin'."--Eric Burdon

Pat Stuart. We need a Pat Stuart. Paging Dr. Pat Stuart.

What are his sisses doing these days? Grandkids count?

And "The Sheila!" Patrick Oliver, take a look!

SS was at the Lodge Desk, as her sophisticated looks might indicate.

Though highly intelligent, some women have been known to fall for the most unlikely men. (Hope for me, hope for you.)

Not talking about PO, who snagged her after she "broke it off" with Millis, the poor inlikely dork I have in mind.

Gypsy, that's definitely a fly-fishing stance Randy is in on lakeside. Where's the pipe, though?
Gypsy

Social climber
NC
Nov 19, 2012 - 01:36pm PT
PJ Stuart and Cathy Connor the summer of 1971
PJ Stuart and Cathy Connor the summer of 1971
Credit: Gypsy
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