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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Jul 24, 2013 - 02:24am PT
Credit: mouse from merced
Looking down the fence line to where the last shot was taken.[
The Golden Globes to Unlimited Possibilities.  You'd  have to be dead ...
The Golden Globes to Unlimited Possibilities. You'd have to be dead not to see the obvious lines.
Credit: mouse from merced
Cone country.  Just north of Hwy 140, Merced County, on the Walkin' X ...
Cone country. Just north of Hwy 140, Merced County, on the Walkin' X Ranch.
Credit: mouse from merced
Credit: mouse from merced
Credit: mouse from merced
These white rock outcrops of quartzite are generously sprinkled around...
These white rock outcrops of quartzite are generously sprinkled around the feet of the mountains. The very largest I've observed is one south of Preston Rd. It is a long ways off from there in Madera Co.
Credit: mouse from merced
I haven't any idea what's on the opposite sides of these hills, for th...
I haven't any idea what's on the opposite sides of these hills, for the most part, never having seen them. More? Better?
Credit: mouse from merced

Credit: mouse from merced
Bright light, bright light, biggest light I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might get a date with a moon rock. Like the pre-Cambrian type. Hubba-hubba.--Woody, the small rocky subjucntive standing alone in a field slowly falling to pieces

Credit: mouse from merced
Credit: mouse from merced
At long last the exploratory expedition from France is on paved road again. There are mass quantities of wire cattle gates to negotiate on this dirt track. It is not necessary to resort to 4-wheel drive or galactic overdrive. It connects Indian Gulch Rd. to Waltz Rd. and doesn't show on the map I provided, but it is on the Intergalactic Google Planet app.

At the Waltz Ranch there were dogs, small human units as well. Go VERY SLOWLY, the worst that can happen is the dogs will follow you to the edge of their yard.

It's a great view from "up there." It would be pretty good from the summit of some of those cones.

Zappa Visits the Coneheads at Home.
http://vimeo.com/18203648

Beldar impersonator.
Beldar impersonator.
Credit: mouse from merced




zBrown

Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
Jul 24, 2013 - 10:17am PT
Wanna see my woody?

Credit: Carlos "Wiener" Danger
Dingus Milktoast

Gym climber
And every fool knows, a dog needs a home, and...
Jul 24, 2013 - 10:26am PT
The geology west of Hwy 49 east of hwy 99 is complex. There are sandstones and 'slates', and remnants of old volcanic cover, and even fairly young sediments, all eroded in different ways over in some cases many millions of years, in other cases a few thousands.

Snelling and Merced Falls were always the 'jump off point' for us Modesto boys. Headed to Mariposa or Oakhurst, we tended to go the back way unless it was super foggy.

And plus, we sussed out those 'mesas' and have doubtless many other central valley climbers, private or not. Some of its crap, some of its gold.

As to access? I know this won't sit well with some, but it is easier to ask for forgiveness than it is permission. Or look at it from a land owner's perspective (relayed to me, by a land owner, when I courageously drove up to his ranch, boldly walked up to him and his adult son working on a fence and asked permission to cross his land to climb a peak)...

"No. If you get hurt you could sue me and I might lose this ranch." I was offended and hurt...

"I'm not that kind of man." I replied.

"You might not be but maybe your lawyer is."

He wouldn't budge.

I climbed that mountain.

DMT
Jaybro

Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
Jul 24, 2013 - 10:33am PT
Baby bobby weir, Timid?
zBrown

Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
Jul 24, 2013 - 11:22am PT
amen Jaybro.

Old Bob Weir




Timid TopRope

Social climber
'used to be Paradise, CA
Jul 24, 2013 - 12:07pm PT

Bingo jaybro
Quote Here
. I posted it first on the dead head thread but no one noticed. Didn't really want to spell it out. Bobby's nephew used to work with nita and me in TM. He does performance art circus theater in Tucson these days. He picked up a lot of family photos this week in Dallas as his mom recently passed and was taking care of loose ends.
zbrown didn't just fall off the turnip truck.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Jul 24, 2013 - 12:11pm PT
Jack Weir. Chemistry instructor, Merced High and College, 1960's-1970's.

DMT has some good advice, it sounds like. If you DO go and trespass, and he doesn't know you're there, even, no harm, no foul? From a legal viewpoint, OK. What if there IS harm, however? The ploy loses its charm immediately and you either choke on your folly or go get THAT LAWYER or one like him may seek YOU out. It's a stupid (i.e., young fool's) thing to do.

I'm tempted to do so one foggy winter day. It would be so, I don't know, it would seem to be too sinister a deed. Like robbing the dead, keying a nice restored woody, or surreptitiously switching the numbers on the "unknowns" tubes in chemistry class with some delicious non-sodium type chemical with a different number.

The adjective "fell" comes to mind, which just happens to be from the Norse and means "mountain."

I was not tempted to go try to hang around on ony of these outcrops the day I was there for several good reasons.

Too HOT in the summertime, as DMT will corroborate, sitting on the veranda of the cantina in Hornitos with a chilled Mexican draft on the table and a cute senorita serving it. Sorry, just a reverie of the Murrieta days. The cantinas are gone from Hornitos and Merced Falls. There is Bud's Place in Snelling, that's about it till you come to La Grange.

Fox-tails suck. The golden color of California's hills is the result of the early Spanish who brought their stock here. Their hides carried the wild oat seeds, according to author David Wyatt in Five Fires: Race, Catastrophe, and the Shaping of California. I guess he may have meant the fox-tail.

I don't think there is a more useless weed. It takes forever to pick the little pricks out of my shoes and socks. Some get permanently embedded int the mesh of my tennies. So I started wearing approach shoes, which are leather, but still have inner mesh. I suppose gaitors are the ticket. I also loathe the little "cockle-burrs," as I've mistakenly called them, just as Mr. Wyatt may have mistaken his nomenclature--I'll have to read the book over again to see if that is so.

But the plant is not a cockle-burr, it is a yellow fox-tail. Their seeds are small and have a high sticky-factor because of micro-hairs, much like the hooks on velcro. These don't even show in photos taken up close. Not as irritating as the giant fox-tails with their barb-like attitude. Not so many goat-head out there, though, as there are along major roadways.

Another reason not to go attempt any bouldering: I was alone. Why create a situation more hazardous than simply falling and hurting myself? I COULD die in such a place and under those circumstances, and that would be sad. It's enough of a possibility that I don't play the Dingus game of soloing, mainly as I don't know the routes like he knows the ones he's soloing in his short movies. Keep it up, hero. You know what you're doing. It's fun seeing you do it, too. I'm waiting to explore the movies potential of my camera, but want to get the sensor cleaned first. It's getting terrible spots and it needs attention.

Parting shots.
Looking across the Great Valley in the gloaming.
Looking across the Great Valley in the gloaming.
Credit: mouse from merced
Roble valiente.  The brave oak.
Roble valiente. The brave oak.
Credit: mouse from merced
These are not very professional at all, and I don't care about that sort of thing much, but they mean something to me, evoke the feelings I had out there. And that's the part of photography I really appreciate. The composition over the technical aspects.



Saying thanks for the contributions, DMT, TT, & ever'body.
zBrown

Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
Jul 24, 2013 - 01:58pm PT




Some old cars, another restaurant and the pool hall "Chub's Club" where we used to hang out.

Credit: zBrown

in the "Lemon Capital of the World"

Credit: CV Public Library

You wanna see my gun?

Tobia

Social climber
Denial
Jul 24, 2013 - 07:34pm PT
I'll provide one amen and raise you anoydin' (more accurately several more).

"Schmidt" & The Mighty Penguins ≈ Amen

Tobia

Social climber
Denial
Jul 24, 2013 - 10:04pm PT
All the local dairies are gone, my family home was built in one of the pastures when the suburbs were on the rise and dairies were on the decline.

Credit: Tobia
Credit: Tobia
Credit: Tobia
The last to go was Kinnett Dairies, the one with the DNA altered cow, (also seen upthread) is in the same location; but now an electronics outlet store.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Jul 24, 2013 - 10:46pm PT
Merced had the Sunshine Dairy, right around the corner from Middle Ear...
Merced had the Sunshine Dairy, right around the corner from Middle Earth on O St. at Old 99, now 16th ST., once Front ST. It was easy to find. Just smell that dairy air.
Credit: taylorsoldtoytrucks.com
The Sunshine Dairy.

The Merced Sun-Star Newspaper.

Joe Herb's Cyclery.

Adds up to fun at sunrise out on the old dairy farm, just milkin' away, you'd think. But the cyclery's history, the Ssunshine Dairy no longer operates here, and the Sun-STroke is now done down in Fresno, their local building up for sale.

Say you come upon a dead dairy products producer, a Jersey, let's say. What do you do with a dead cow from Jersey?

Put her on a reality TV show!

Da-bing! Da-boom! Da-Brim!

http://www.mercedsunstar.com/2010/04/06/1375635/dairies-look-for-solutions-to.html
Captain...or Skully

climber
Jul 25, 2013 - 12:44am PT
I like that there is someone out there that knows what the gloaming is.
Cheers, Mouse.
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Jul 25, 2013 - 07:45am PT
hey there say, mouse, zBrown, timid, dingus, tobia and all...

finally got to visit... so many nice stuff to read here...

half the pics, show too... many do not, (hhh, that is NOT quite half & half, then, is it) ;)

really enjoying the share...

thanks so much!!

got the email, mouse...


also, hope you DO let folks know where you will be when you hike...
sure do not want a mouse missing from merced, :O
with no one knowing where to find it...



keep up the neat trip reports, :)and more god bless, :)
throwpie

Trad climber
Berkeley
Jul 25, 2013 - 12:15pm PT
Hey Mouse, just after you cross the Merced Falls bridge, on the road to Hornitos, look to the first plateau on the right. We used to hop the fence and head up to some pretty cool sandstone clifflettes. Short ones on the west side, and some longer, softer ones on the east. Fossil shells on top. Also, a bit further up the road, above a pond, another hobbit world ( at least in the spring) awaits with more sandstone. The landowners may be a bit more uppity these days...don't know. Nothing spectacular, but very cool places. More than a few psychedelic adventures up there, so there may be some random brain cells darting about. They won't harm you.
zBrown

Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
Jul 25, 2013 - 01:27pm PT
This may provide the best explanation yet of why kids in Chula Vista turned to juvenile delinquency by the ton in the 1950's.

I did in fact march once in the Maytime Band Review in National City with my trumpet (sans "too-expensive" uniforms) before turning to a life of petty crime. Can't for the life of me remember what song(s) we played. If you get far enough into it to hear "G Street and Third Avenue", you'll know the location where Wolfman Jack purportedly recorded his shows.



Just for old times sake, the National City Train Depot, still alive and well and capable of being visited on Wednesdays and Saturdays,

Credit: zBrown


"The Road to Hell” painted on National Avenue and 13th Street in National City pointed to Mexico where liquor and gambling were legal. National Avenue was a link to Highway 101 that led to the border crossing at Tijuana during prohibition.


Credit: zBrown

Why this fascination with National City? It is a little known fact that although I was born in Chula Vista, we were actually living in National City at the time. Good place to live, "after a war".


La Jolla Shores - 1921. Point of view is right near current day Tomaselli mural.

Credit: zBrown


My Uncle Rey and I working the milk route in #916 in the Clawson suburb of Detroit (1950's).

Credit: zBrown

Some clown.

Credit: zBrown
Tobia

Social climber
Denial
Jul 25, 2013 - 09:04pm PT
neebee,

i really don't belong here, i just dropped in mousin' around. i'm less of a flame and more of a flicker.

Bamboozle by Neebee
Bamboozle by Neebee
Credit: Tobia

mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Jul 26, 2013 - 01:35pm PT
"The Fiesta de la Luna was begun by the Chula Vista Women’s Club in 1932, and was an annual celebration until 1942, when World War II interrupted. In 1946 it returned, and in the 1947 booklet it was described as “one of the major celebrations in San Diego county.”--Susan Walter, CV Star-News

Clowns...not so much.
Bozo from Mexico.
Bozo from Mexico.
Credit: googleclownimages

I did go for a ride yesterday. I was going to the Park, thinking a nice hike into Starr King might be a good way to spend a couple of days...

I opted out part way up Preston Rd. (Of course I would take the back way!) Too hot, too knackered from stiffness and a nasty lack of sleep.

Had the backpack ready, just could not see spending hours in the heat abusing my knees, becoming even more of a derelict.

And I dint really wanna go by mouself.

I may be Starr King crazy. But I'm not starking mad.

It's a walk to share.
Lots to do and see up there.
Do it in a pair.

Thanks for the tip, Throwpie. I think I know the place to which you went. There is a pair of mesas I recall on the left, going to Hornitos, just a ways across the river near the old saw pond below McSwain; is that the spot? I just can't remember any on the right side.

This means you'll have to come show me, you know. Bring your shoes. And some "head gear."

Mick Padilla used to believe that there was a cave up there where Joaquin hid his stuff. We walked up there and checked it out. Bird lime. So we ran baaaack dooooown the slooooope to the Kaarman Ghiaaaaaaaaaaa. Whew! I used to love to haul ass down those talus slopes and hillsides.

No mas, sin más por el ratón.



throwpie

Trad climber
Berkeley
Jul 26, 2013 - 02:24pm PT
Credit: throwpie
zBrown

Ice climber
Brujo de La Playa
Jul 26, 2013 - 04:26pm PT
This is what you get in Bonita (right next door to CV) for $5,950,000.

I used to run up the hill past this house when it was being built and was always kind of curious. The original builder/owner had about $3.9 million in loans and defaulted. House went into foreclosure and was purchased around 18 months ago for $1,950,000. So, these new owners are looking for a $4,000,000 return on their investment. Good work if you can get it.




gaudy details here:


http://www.movoto.com/real-estate/homes-for-sale/CA/Bonita/368-Surrey-Dr-Dr-210_120060157.htm
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Jul 26, 2013 - 05:39pm PT
In the sky in Antelope Walleye, Cosmic's dream house, bye and bye.  It...
In the sky in Antelope Walleye, Cosmic's dream house, bye and bye. It's empty. Parrots oughta love it!
Credit: mouse from merced
Drove by this place and couldn't believe it. Look at all that glass and look at all those stones.

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