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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 09:27am PT
I was kinda wonderin' about that.

Sorta paradoxical.
Marlow

Sport climber
OSLO
Feb 25, 2019 - 09:33am PT


I've never smoked, never felt the temptation...
Marlow

Sport climber
OSLO
Feb 25, 2019 - 09:37am PT

Then more stolen stuff:

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The rainbow is often due to plastic aircraft window: Plastic in an aircraft’s window displays the property of birefringence. This splits light entering it into two distinct rays. The two rays have their colours dispersed differently as well.

As the light emerges from the window, the two rays of light interfere with each other creating the coloured bands. The effect is most obvious when a polarising filter is used on the camera taking the picture
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Bushman

climber
The state of quantum flux
Feb 25, 2019 - 10:06am PT
Was down visiting pop’s who was in the hospital for a few days with a severe infection and high fever. He’s out of the woods now but with several serious health issues lately at age 85, every little illness can quickly become life threatening. I brought him home from the hospital Saturday, and brother Tom and I helped get him set up for some more recuperating before we had to head out for work and home yesterday.

Every so often when I visit the central coast and my old stomping grounds near my dads house I get that eerie damp coastal weather feeling and the urge to write something dark and foreboding...so I’m working on something like that now.

Heard some climber types were at the Oscars...best documentary or something, Wow!!
No actually I saw it last night. Kudos to the whole Free Solo team. What an enormous effort and magical but well deserved honor!
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 10:32am PT
for Laurie, fighting a bad cold since before Valentine's day
GET WELL
zBrown

Ice climber
Feb 25, 2019 - 12:00pm PT

Second verse
Almost the same verse
As the first




"We had no idea we were making history, it was just an inside joke," said Dave Reddix, one of the Waldos.

It wasn't until the 1990s that the Waldos noticed 420 was being used by the masses, far beyond the reaches of where they first coined the term in their hometown of San Rafael, Calif. They reached out to High Times in 1998, told their story and have been gathering more and more proof ever since.

The so-called evidence dates back to the 1970s, when the Waldos were just a quintet of bell bottomed wearing, blurry eyed boys.

Meet the Waldos
It was 1971 in San Rafael, Calif. — a ritzy suburb of San Francisco filled with English gardens and quaint homes, including that of Jerry Garcia and company.

The Waldos then — Reddix, Steve Capper, Mark Gravitch, Jeff Noel and Larry Schwartz — were curious, albeit stoned, adventurers cruising in a powder blue 1966 Chevy Impala and puffing on the devil's weed.

Nicknamed the Waldos because they sat atop a wall in the middle of their campus at San Rafael High School, they'd impersonate their classmates, teachers, parents; make incessant jokes, call each other Doctor so-and-so and spoke in their own dialect of words like "Pfffft zoight!" and "EYOT."

"We were just friendly, happy, funny guys. And somehow because of that, all these doors opened up for us all the time," said Capper.

The Waldos were also known for having spectacular adventures, which they called safaris. One time they snuck into a military air field during the Vietnam War and the mechanics ended up showing them an assortment of weapons systems. Another time they went underneath the Golden Gate Bridge and made the painters nets their "personal trampolines." On another safari, they knocked on the door of a lab where they were building a hologram city, and they were privy to a personal tour.

"We were seekers. We weren’t the Spicoli stupid stoners.We had a brain in our head, we just liked to get a little high once in a while," Reddix said.

So it was no surprise that one day, their friend, Bill McNulty, came to them with a map.

420 Louis, 420 Louis
The map was a primitive drawing of where the boys could find a patch of abandoned weed out at Point Reyes, a foggy coastal outlet about 45 minutes from their home.

"A couple of guys in the Coast Guard are growing marijuana and for some reason they think that... their commanding officer is going to bust them and they don’t want to be busted so they’re going to abandon the patch, so they’re giving us permission to go and pick it they made a map for us where it is," Capper recalled McNulty telling him.

The map had been drawn, in fact, by McNulty's brother-in-law, a man the Waldos later knew as Gary Newman.

"Steve brought it to us and he said, 'What do you think?' We go, 'Are you kidding?' You know you got five teenage kids looking for free weed constantly and we said, 'Yeah, it’s a no brainer, let’s go!'" Reddix said.

Some of the boys, however, were enrolled in football, so they couldn't meet until a little after 4 p.m. They settled on a rendezvous at 4:20 p.m. and decided to meet at the campus sculpture of the famous French chemist, Louis Pasteur.

"420 Louis, 420 Louis," they'd holler to each other in the hallways, a reminder of their after-school adventures to be.

The Dead connection
For weeks, the boys searched for the ganja garden of their dreams, marching through the coastal fog, rolling through cattle fields, looking for a fragrant plot of pot, but they never did find their treasure.

Just because they never made it to the X-marks-the-pot, that didn't mean it was the final chapter for 420. In fact, it was just the beginning.

"I could walk up to the Waldos, and I'd go, '420,' and it was like mental telepathy. They would know if I was saying, 'Are you stoned? Do I look stoned? Do you have any? Do you want to go off and get stoned?' You could say ten different things by saying 420 and it was just mutually understood all the time," Capper said.

The boys also used the slang in front of Noel's father, one of the top narcotics officers in the state, Capper said. In fact, Noel used to take weed from his father's truck after a drug bust since his father came home usually before taking the load into the station.

The Waldos' lexicon started to seep elsewhere — first in the high school newspaper and then to the Grateful Dead community, which sounds like a major jump, but not so considering the boys' connection with the legendary psychedelic rock band.

"My brother Patrick was friends, and still is good friends, with Phil Lesh (the Grateful Dead bassist) and the Grateful Dead," said Reddix, who ended up working as a roadie for some of the members.

Reddix and the Waldos also would dog and house sit for some of the members, and they even got to hang out outside the Dead's practices since Gravitch's father was a realtor for the band. He'd not only tell the boys where the band was practicing, but he'd get the Waldos back stage passes to shows.

"We used to listen to them practice, get high outside, shoot baskets, hang out and do goofy stuff," Reddix recalls,

"You'd smoke out, say 420, and the whole community picked it up," Capper said.

Firsthand evidence
Phil Lesh did not return messages to confirm the Waldos' account, but the Waldos have preserved a box of letters written between the members of their group during the 70s, almost all of the handwritten notes making mention of 420 and some of them making mention of members of the Grateful Dead.

"Last weekend I had a job as a doorman backstage at a concert. I smoked out with David Crosby and (Phil Lesh) and got paid twenty bucks. Wow, twenty bucks," read Reddix, from a letter he'd written to Capper when Capper was off at college. "And in this letter, I rolled him a joint, and I stamped it down flat, I put it in there, and put, 'P.S. A little 420 enclosed for your weekend, Dave."

The letters are yellowed, postmarked in the early 1970s and scrawled in the penmanship and voice of high schoolers. The letters talk about weed, and secret missions, tapeworms, genitals and rock 'n roll.

"These letters, they're a bunch of stoned ramblings," Capper said.

The Waldos also have saved a batik "420" flag made by a classmate while they were in school. They have her high school class records to prove that she was in an art class, and an old letter that she wrote mentioning the flag. They also have copies of the records of Newman, the Coast Guardsman who made the map. They searched for six years and hired a private investigator before they found Newman, who ended up homeless in San Jose.

Newman confirmed for the Waldos that he'd made the map, and that he'd been stationed at Point Reyes at the time the map was made. The Waldos went with Newman back to Point Reyes, but he couldn't recall exactly where the abandoned grow had been.

Re-right-ing history
Since legalization has swept the nation, and more than half the states, D.C., Puerto Rico and Guam have legalized pot in either medical and/or recreational form, 420 has become even more popular.

"I hear Mattel is making a bong hit Barbie," Capper said jokingly.

"And now there's Bed, Bath and Bong," Reddix said.

While it is no longer a code so much as a wink, the Waldos are glad to see 420 culture accepted on a larger scale. Still, they want folks to remember what it took to get to this point.

"We never thought pot would be legal when we were kids because you had to do everything underground because we were criminals, outlaws," said Reddix.

"To be a stoner back in the day, it meant you were part of a brotherhood," Capper said.

The Waldos have not made any money off their claim to fame yet, but they are co-branding with Chemistry, a vape cartridge pen company located in Oakland. Their brand is called 420 Waldos 1971 and all net proceeds will be going to the Drug Policy Alliance, a nonprofit aimed at ending the "war on drugs."

The Waldos will be launching their brand at a local dispensary on, of course, April 20.

"We were just at the right place, the right time," Reddix said.
zBrown

Ice climber
Feb 25, 2019 - 12:03pm PT
Mac has left the building, just yesterday.

Here he is with Merle, before taking his final bow.

Pennies for heaven?

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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 03:46pm PT
Where truth takes a backseat to memory, that's where you'll find me (unless I called shotgun, in which case it sits in the front seat).

From the top of the East Bay Hills, a poem by Senor Neruda, with illustrious illustration and animated animation (crude but effective).

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And Thank You, too, sockknitterlady-shadowkiddo-neebee.
zBrown

Ice climber
Feb 25, 2019 - 03:51pm PT

Well Mac Wiseman died yesterday. Some might say he lost his life.

He used to sing:

If Teardops were Pennies and Heartaches were Gold

Of course we all know that they are not.
zBrown

Ice climber
Feb 25, 2019 - 03:54pm PT
"Pfffft zoight!" and "EYOT."

Never tire of Ol' Young Sarah


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Before Garcia hooked up with Lincoln Wray, he played with some other folks.

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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 04:08pm PT
Were teardrops pennies I'd have a ten gallon aquarium full.

Were heartaches gold, I'd weigh close to a ton.

In all my life I've never heard of Mac Wiseman until today.

News to me.
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zBrown

Ice climber
Feb 25, 2019 - 04:10pm PT
Jimmy and I split the tips at Christmas time.

I tried to keep the gold and give him the pennies, but he checked it out and said you got a lotta hair to try and cheat me.




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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 04:19pm PT
I made "mini-strone" today.

I had no boullion cubes. No fresh veggies.

I added a can of peeled whole tomatoes to a pan of penne cooked to penne perfection.

Then a can of kidney beans, a can of trad spaghetti sauce, all of these from the Dollar Tree store.

Oregano leaf, sea salt, pepper.

Toopped with some great grated Parmesan cheese.

G
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but ersatz.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 04:51pm PT
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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 05:06pm PT
News Flash!!!

Big Jim Cunningham is a longtime member of the MCHS (his wife is on the BOD/MCHS), a large fish in a small pond, and a remarkable lensman.

His family's ranch sits at the Mariposa/Merced county line on Cunningham Road and Hwy 140; and though the place has dwindled in size, history still abounds in the area.

The Cunningham family kept a penthouse for a while on the top floor of the Tioga back when it was fashionable among genteel ranchers to have a place in town, sorta like we now have weekend cabins in the Sierra Nevada, but in reverse.
http://www.mccd.edu/foundation/donor-cunningham.html

https://www.rangelandtrust.org/ranch/cunningham-ranch/

YARTSVIEW.com.legit/MFM
The Walking X Ranch, neighbors to the north of Jim and Carlene's place, across Hwy 140.
mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 06:04pm PT
zBrown

Ice climber
Feb 25, 2019 - 06:08pm PT
That soup sounds pretty tasty. When my nephew was teaching me his style we started with chopped onions and garlic. Neither big favorites of mine.

As Bruce Phillips always said

"it's good though"

I think I actually listend to Mac on this:


mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 06:49pm PT
Sad songs are just so sad, sometimes.

But they keep us honest.
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mouse from merced

Trad climber
The finger of fate, my friends, is fickle.
Topic Author's Reply - Feb 25, 2019 - 07:01pm PT
TEMPUS FUGIT.
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Feb 25, 2019 - 07:25pm PT
hey there, say, mouse...

say, i sent out so many socks, a few months back, i forgot now :O


did i get you your socks... oh, wait, yes, i think i did, right??

:)



let me know...
i just mailed out two more, too...
those, i know where those went...

after months and years, well, the SOCKS all just
'run together' ... and where they RUN, only the owners, THEN know...



hee heee... ;)
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