Kor-oh yeh Kor how could I ever forget. I was fortunate to to climb and socialize with Kor back in the early 60's. I think it was Dec of 1962 when I was in The 11th grade in high school, Kor wanted to do the first winter ascent of Steck-Salathe on Sentinel. The approach alone was epic, one ice axe, no crampons since we were wearing thin Zillertals and absolute minimum in bivy gear. Made three hundred feet the first day, all the cracks were iced up and it was cold. Decided it was probably not really such a grand idea and bailed out.
Kor had this repetoire of "Ole and Lena" jokes that was bottomless. Jut when you thought you had heard the last he would come up with a new one. Always wondered what his source was.
Another time I got into an arm wrestling contest in camp four. Everything was fine until i came up against Kor. He slammed my arm down so fast and hard that he drove a beer opener into the back of my hand. Humble pie.
Couple of years ago when we were making the transition from house to sailboat i decided to divest of most of my climbing books and other related paraphernalia. This book dealer in Colorado was also interested in my old hardware collection. I was curious what he did with the old pins. "I buff them up and send them off to be autographed and then sell them as souvenirs". He was perplexed why, of all the great climbers of the 60's, only Kor refused to participate in this endeavor. He certainly could use the money I was told. "Well maybe, he still has some soul" my friend I said. Needless to say, I did not sell any books or hardware to this individual.
It was wonderful to see the recent photos of Kor posted on Super Topo. Still a classic looking dude.
We are currently living in New Zealand on our boat and setting up residency. The Yosemite years seem so far away but the memories are still so vivid.
Someday when we are back in Americaca, I will pull out come old photos of Kor and share them on ST.
Ya hear about venn Ole an Lena gott marriet, an Ole's friend Sven vass da best mann. Ole vass drinkin a ton at da wedding party, und Ja soon he vass gettin woosie; his frens tolt him to maybe get off to bett.
So Ole opens da door to the bettroom, and sees Lena and Sven a yust a goin at it in da bett. Ole takes anoder look and starts to laff and laff and laff! Den he sess, "Hey der!, yew gice taught dat I vass trunk! Lookit Sven! Hece so trunk he tinks hece me!"