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Lurking Fear
Boulder climber
Bishop, California
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The Rat Room in Tuolumne Meadows was as much of a hang out as I've been a part of. Too many guys for such a small room.
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Jan 7, 2014 - 12:27am PT
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I am still laughing from Lauria's West Ridge stories from the first Oakdale Festival. Bar next door, pass through hole-in-the-wall and all!
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MisterE
climber
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Index Tavern, where the climber's stood out in the crowd.
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Darwin
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Thank you MisterE. I miss Index Tavern, even though I was never a local. I watched a mid week World Cup game there after aid soloing(clean) City Park 15 years ago. I was very stoked from the climbing, I hardly ever rope soloed, but then to have a beer and watch Nederlands and Brazil play (just the group play, I think) was too good.
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Dave Davis
Social climber
Seattle, WA
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Actually back in the 60's and early70's, Shelton's Cafe was kind of a climbers hang in Leavenworth.Ironically they never went for the ersatz Bavarian storefront which became the theme of the town. That's also where they had that picture of a climber on Angel Crack. I was under the impression that it was Jim Stuart in the photo, but I'm not quite sure why. I think I might have read that somewhere. Anybody know for sure? Anyone ever knock a few back at the Chiefton in Squamish?
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Jan 7, 2014 - 10:19pm PT
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Don't tell me, let me guess...He said something, eh!?!
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Reilly
Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
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Dave, I am positive it was Fred Stanley but, obviously, I can't prove it.
And am I alone in saying the venerable Last Exit On Brooklyn was a 'climber's hangout'?
Pretty hard to beat a PB&J samich an inch and a half thick for two bits!
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Jan 11, 2014 - 09:53pm PT
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Bump for a pitcher of Duffys...
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SteveW
Trad climber
The state of confusion
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Jan 11, 2014 - 09:55pm PT
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Of course, there's the Southern Sun to go to after a day
of Eldo prancin'
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Jan 11, 2014 - 10:36pm PT
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Anyone ever knock a few back at the Chiefton in Squamish?
More than a few.
Ghost -funny you should mention the "ho" -i went there for a quiet beer the other night with messers stanhope and wheater
I haven't been to the Ivanhoe since the Wednesday night thing petered out decades ago. And haven't been to any pub in Vancouver for probably a dozen years, but I do have fond memories of the Cecil. Dump that it was.
If you run into Mr. Wheater again, say hi to him for me..
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mastadon
Trad climber
crack addict
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Jan 11, 2014 - 10:57pm PT
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Jeez you guys are getting old. Of course it was Fred Stanley.
The Chiefton (or is it Chieftain?)-we used to get 10 cent schooners there. You went in through the "Men's" entrance, as opposed to the "Ladies with Escorts" entrance. We'd each start out with 6 or so 10 cent schooners and things would go downhill from there.
Dave-sorry about your dad. The world is a different place without your father.
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Evel
Trad climber
Nedsterdam CO
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Jan 12, 2014 - 12:38am PT
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My Dad introduced me to climbing when I was 4 years old.
I hung out at The Gendarme alot while I was young.
And then a Whole Lot after being gone for a while.
Loves me some Seneca!
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mooser
Trad climber
seattle
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Jan 12, 2014 - 10:46am PT
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Tahquitz/Idyllwild: There was a GREAT restaurant where we almost always would go. What was its name?
I don't know if these are the places you're thinking of, BooDawg, but a bunch of us climbers used to hang out at either Jan's Red Kettle, or Michelli's Pizza.
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Ghost
climber
A long way from where I started
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Jan 12, 2014 - 12:15pm PT
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And what about the Drake in Canmore.
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Jan 12, 2014 - 01:52pm PT
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I just went looking for the Tami toon to no avail but I sure had fun in the effort!
Thanks for the rough and tumble details gf.
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Jan
Mountain climber
Colorado, Nepal & Okinawa
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Jan 12, 2014 - 01:57pm PT
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In the old days the only climber hangout in Boulder was The Sink, a dark windowless dive whose walls were covered with grafiti and plenty of lewd remarks, especially in the johns.We would always hit the place for 3.2 beer which was legal for 18 year olds in Colorado at the time (it was rumored that Coors had a direct pipeline from their brewery in Golden to the Sink). That was of course where I first met Boulder climbing legend Layton Kor and many other notables. A secondary hangout was the student union but no alcohol was served there.
In Yosemite it was the cafeteria or coffee shop when we had enough money to buy something and the lounge with the big fireplace the rest of the time.Only the gainfully employed like Warren Harding could afford the bar.
In the daytime of course we could buy snacks and beer at Degnans and sit and eat it on the grass outside. They had a restaurant upstairs that had good food and the Degnans themselves were nice people and nice employers, unlike the Curry Company who really ripped off their employees, particularly the mostly Native American cabin cleaners. I lasted a week at Curry before shifting to Degnans where I worked as a waitress, biking back and forth from Camp 4 because it was quiet at night compared to the employees' dorm at Degnans. The Degnans themselves didn't seem to mind climbers (they were descended from an old pioneer family) while the Curry company hated us.
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Jan
Mountain climber
Colorado, Nepal & Okinawa
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Jan 12, 2014 - 02:07pm PT
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How the heck did Daryl get up there and which side did he climb - the feathers or the nose?
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Jan 12, 2014 - 11:36pm PT
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on a related topic: http://www.supertopo.com/climbers-forum/1617081/Best-bars-near-climbing-destinations-climbing-related
and a repost:
in my beloved BITD burg, there is a bar called the blue ribbon. stucco and a door. one wall was decorated with a rack for pool sticks. the window had A blinking neon rig. when the screen door slammed behind you, silence prevailed. you were pressed into a high stakes decision. at a dollar discount under any other brew in town, pbr filled the bill and a palpable calm settled in amongst the brooding crowd.
when you counted your change, you knew you'd found a home, in the climber's bar as we called it.
if you had a special place in your heart for a peanut shaped guy with a monockle and a top hat, your dietary needs were met to boot.
to celebrate a new grade V up where the billy goats roamed they would load up a 'lectric skillet with a few sliders.
ketchup was the safe call, ask for bbq sauce and your tenure got a little tenuous.
the juke box sported the whole spectrum from tami to waylon, you decide.
three plays for fifty cents, now you've earned some respect
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Apr 4, 2014 - 10:18pm PT
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Nice slice hooblie!
Bump for memories of a small sea of empty Blue Ribbon Beer schooners purchased at the user friendly rate of seven for $10 at a watering hole in Tucson WBITD...Clear sailing with the decks awash. Hoy! Hoy!
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