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Mick K

Northern Sierra
Topic Author's Original Post - Oct 5, 2006 - 04:29pm PT
Link your favorite climibing threads here. Gives everyone the opportunity to avoid the political/social bs, if they so choose. ChrisM-how about a TR hall of fame.

TR: My Visit to the Canoe (AKA my summer canoe trip)


Gym climber
berkeley, ca
Oct 5, 2006 - 04:33pm PT
You edited to include a Yo story just as I was about to post my own favorite:

Oct 5, 2006 - 06:02pm PT
Old 46 belongs in The Hall of Fame


Sport climber
St. Louis
Oct 5, 2006 - 06:27pm PT
It's not old, and it's hardly the best out there, but it still puts a smile on my face. My first trip to Yosemite... how can a first trip there be anything but awesome?
Mick K

Northern Sierra
Topic Author's Reply - Oct 5, 2006 - 06:36pm PT
Keep em coming. We could have all the TRs in one place.

Trad climber
Oct 5, 2006 - 08:32pm PT
Yeah, definitely loved yo's TR of the canoe.

This one of maculated's makes me laugh, mostly from the excellent Photochop job:
Mighty Hiker

Social climber
Vancouver, B.C.
Oct 5, 2006 - 08:48pm PT
Peter Haan's reports.

The Stonemaster threads.

Tarbuster's numerous TR threads.

The Daryl Hatten thread.

I need to think - there are more.


Trad climber
Oct 5, 2006 - 09:27pm PT
DMT's story about The Bird and the religious meeting along the Merced is hilarious.

State of Mine
Oct 5, 2006 - 09:28pm PT
dont forget the dirtineye pic.

Gym climber
berkeley, ca
Oct 5, 2006 - 09:52pm PT
Tarbuster's photo threads...Tarbuster, you'd probably do a more thorough job of liking them up than I could.

Social climber
flagstaff arizona
Oct 5, 2006 - 10:14pm PT
anything by bvb.

Oct 5, 2006 - 10:28pm PT

Handsome B's stitch of Fine Jade alone makes this thread a winner. The rest is good too: "The Best Splitter Cracks"

Trad climber
Oct 6, 2006 - 12:19pm PT
I was blown away by this one, not that there aren't other great threads from this poster....

All this for 800 bucks!

I looked at this one for a long time.
Mighty Hiker

Social climber
Vancouver, B.C.
Oct 6, 2006 - 12:59pm PT
All the amazing stuff that Ken Yager posts.
Mick K

Northern Sierra
Topic Author's Reply - Oct 12, 2006 - 08:26pm PT
Absolute Classic-Great Climb Boyz
Chicken Skinner

Trad climber
Oct 12, 2006 - 09:13pm PT
I love Peter Haan's posts and Tarbuster's for pure good attitude. They show what climbing is all about. There are many others but, those two come to mind immediately. Thank you guys.


Big Wall climber
Reno NV
Oct 12, 2006 - 11:43pm PT
Not really a trip report, more of an incident report,
but I still get a laugh out of it.

Trad climber
Oct 12, 2006 - 11:55pm PT
Re: bridwell stories Apr 8, 2005, 09:19am PST
Dingus Milktoast

From: NorCal This one was told to me in first person by my friend about a man named Booger. Booger (not his real name, lol) spent a lot of time in the Valley back in the day. A lot of these guys on ST know him.

So one Sat night the gang tied one on, my friend (we'll call Perv) Booger and Bridwell included.

Sun morning rolled around way too early. But Bridwell was up and about and had made an interesting discovery... there was another bible thumper revival going on. Now everyone knows the scarf story and this isn't it.

But hey, this was Bridwell, and he thought it was a good gig. He came back to the camp and roused the groggy drunks, told them there was free vittles to be had for those who could stomach a little fire and brimstone with their eggs and bacon.

So down they troop toward the Merced. Cept for Booger, he rolled over and went back to sleep.

Turns out the revival was a real one, a primitive southern baptist type. The preacher was dunking saved souls in the river and there was not a piece of bacon in sight, save on the ass and thighs of the preacher man's wife.

So Bird and the boys show up, specting to scarf some vittles and they end up standing there in a small crowd right next to the river, watching dumbfounded as these goings on went on. So fascinated were they by this spectacle, they temporarily forgot they were all hungover, hungry and tired.

In the meantime, Booger woke up again and changed his mind. He staggered out of the tent, asked some passing climbers where Bird and the boys went and stumbled off in the direction of the river, stomach rumbling.

What the passerby didn't know was that the revival was on the *other side* of the river. Now back to the gang.

They're all still standing there, watching the preacher man dunk the souls in the river (apparently there were a lot of them, and as legend would have it, more than a few of them were comely women, who, upon being dunked, revealed a lot more about themselves than common sense and decorum would dictate).

Perv noticed first...
"Look!" He whispered giggling, finger pointed over the preacher man's head.

And lo, there was Booger, down at the edge of the river, on the other side. He'd gotten to the water only to see the assembly on the other side and now was working his drunken way along the edge, back toward the bridge.

They all started laughing and snickering and making rude comments.

Suddenly, my bro Perv, feeling his oats, calls out in a very loud voice,

"That climber is a sonofabitch!"

The entirely baptism came to a surprised halt. The preacher man stopped mid dunk, froze in shock. The poor soul he had in his hands was actually underwater when this happened, so a short struggled ensued, till finally sputtering, the newly saved sinner came up choking for air. The preacher man just ignored this as he glared up at Bridwell and company. Angrily he retorted,

"Jesus does not tolerate disrespect! I will ask you sinners to leave us at once!" They didn't move. Booger contined to stumble along the edge of the river, occasionally stepping IN the river and the gang continued to snicker. Suppressed smiles were everywhere, cept for Bird who just glared right back at the preacher.

My man Perv was standing in the shadow of the Big Man (Bridwell, not Jesus) so the preacher man couldn't really see him from his position in the water. Thinking the whole thing was a grand joke, he let loose once again,

"THAT CLIMBER IS A SONOFABITCH!" Even Booger heard it this time and looked up in confusion at the goings on across the water. The preacher was furious and directed his considerable ire in the direction from which the sound came... straight at Bridwell.

Now me? I would have stepped out of the way and revealed the true sinner behind, but not Bird. He just stood there in the headlights of God, inscrutible as ever. The preacher man pointed straight at Bridwell and shouted,


Without batting an eye, (he was wearing sunglasses anyway) Bird replied,

"As a matter of fact I do have a question!" He said it loudly, but politely too, if that is possible. The preacher man arched his eye in surprise and bade Bird to continue, which he did.

"I don't want to know who called that climber a sonofabitch, no."

And Bridwell paused and everyone there continued to stare at the man. Even Booger was just standing there now, the subject of all this grand debate.

"What I wanna know is... who called that sonofabitch a CLIMBER???!!!"

Or so the story goes...


the funniest thing I have ever read on ST


Oct 13, 2006 - 12:02am PT
Yeah, yeah

That one is an all time classic, ...... hahahaha

Gota be a hall of fame story .....
goatboy smellz

boulder county
Oct 13, 2006 - 12:06am PT
Ola hah!

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