Weekend report;

Headed out an hour before sunrise and arrived at teh WNSG at dawn and tooks sum pics. Teh wall was in perfect conditions, teh base wus wall to wall raging water. Starting to think, with awl the water and snow on teh mt it will be june before we are able to get back in there. Several ropes, draws, hammer, ixnay ect are under 6 feet of water and with awl teh debris that has collected, I may never retrive that gears.

Headed to maynard's place to pick up teh scrib and get awl lit up. then headed out to teh crag.

Got to NJC by 8. Walked around teh main area picking up trash, spraying sealer on teh redwood benches and cutting back gotcha bushes. and then over to teh parking for teh Pre-dater wall to wait for partners. Big Tony and Terri showed up. The mangler, Jay Tee and C-ya, who has decided she wood rather buck up that find gnu partners awl arrive with in minutes. We has teh great day with perfect conditions. Dispite being sic awl week, I manage to send everything we had set up... due to staying up awl nite before, won staring JT512's posts. C-ya actually tried and wus able two due won warm up then sent teh Solitary Confinement on her first go and just missed doing teh Crack in the Armor.

Midday a grupe of 4 show up at teh wall and get shut down on everything they try. Blond Jim and his boyfriend Bobby also show up and climb on the backside. Eight cars in teh parking lot, with several of them parked in teh dirt. We saw teh camp stalker make his rounds but didn't even stop to fume about teh cars in teh dirt. I figure maybe he has gotten over it awl. I wus rong.

We awl walk out together at dusk, rite as we gets to teh cars teh camp stalker shows up and asks who cars are those parked in teh dirt. I just ignore teh tool and walk rite past him without even looking at him even though he wus tring to talk to me. For sum stupid reason teh mangler thinks he can reason with teh tool. Next thing ewe noes there is a full on yellingfest going on. Teh tool is saying shit like, we did awl of this for ewe. Teh mangler is yelling back, we didn't ask for any of this. We don't want it. Ewe have fuked up teh hole area. Teh mangler told teh stalker that he wus just a glorified baby sitter who's only real jorb wus to clean up teh shitters and keep toilet paper in stock. It was fuking crazy... I started yelling TOOL, TOOL, FUK EWE TOOL!!! at teh top of my lungs.

Teh tool kept asking who's car is that won, poynting at Blond Jim's truck. I dun't noes, maybe it's the guys who just got in it and drove off the mangler says. Next thing I hear is teh tool screaming I'm calling teh LEO. Go fuking ahead, the mangler screams back. Big Tony tries to talk to teh tool but got nowhere. Terri finally drags him away. It wus fuking nuts... The next thing I noes teh LEO is pulling in, guns blazing, ready for a riot. cept teh LEO didn't see anything rong with parking in teh dirt. Teh pig helecopter shows up, with teh jiant spot lite, while I give the bird teh bird still screaming TOOL at teh top of my lungs. Finally teh pig copter and LEO bail. Teh camp stalker is still going at it with teh mangler, telling him teh beerz bottle he is drinking out of is illegal in teh park. After a while, we awl walk away from teh stalker and he keeps yelling at us from inside his truck but none of us are even near by enough to hear what he is saying. Stalker finally drives off.

So I decide to pull out awl teh red closed road signs, that lead to teh Pre-dater wall and bury them in teh desert. Then I got in my rig, put it in to 4x4 and spun donuts in teh disputed dirt patch teh stalker is so concerned about. I tore that shit up.

Next day went smoothly, teh stalker made his rounds in teh main area, but never drove down teh road past our rigs.

Guess we'll see what gnu surprises he has in store for us next weekend... but as far as I'm concerned, it's game on!!!1

Heh. It's funny the second tyme around too.

Weekend report;

Headed out an hour before sunrise and arrived at teh WNSG at dawn and tooks sum pics. Teh wall was in perfect conditions, teh base wus wall to wall raging water. Starting to think, with awl the water and snow on teh mt it will be june before we are able to get back in there. Several ropes, draws, hammer, ixnay ect are under 6 feet of water and with awl teh debris that has collected, I may never retrive that gears.

Headed to maynard's place to pick up teh scrib and get awl lit up. then headed out to teh crag.

Got to NJC by 8. Walked around teh main area picking up trash, spraying sealer on teh redwood benches and cutting back gotcha bushes. and then over to teh parking for teh Pre-dater wall to wait for partners. Big Tony and Terri showed up. The mangler, Jay Tee and C-ya, who has decided she wood rather buck up that find gnu partners awl arrive with in minutes. We has teh great day with perfect conditions. Dispite being sic awl week, I manage to send everything we had set up... due to staying up awl nite before, won staring JT512's posts. C-ya actually tried and wus able two due won warm up then sent teh Solitary Confinement on her first go and just missed doing teh Crack in the Armor.

Midday a grupe of 4 show up at teh wall and get shut down on everything they try. Blond Jim and his boyfriend Bobby also show up and climb on the backside. Eight cars in teh parking lot, with several of them parked in teh dirt. We saw teh camp stalker make his rounds but didn't even stop to fume about teh cars in teh dirt. I figure maybe he has gotten over it awl. I wus rong.

We awl walk out together at dusk, rite as we gets to teh cars teh camp stalker shows up and asks who cars are those parked in teh dirt. I just ignore teh tool and walk rite past him without even looking at him even though he wus tring to talk to me. For sum stupid reason teh mangler thinks he can reason with teh tool. Next thing ewe noes there is a full on yellingfest going on. Teh tool is saying shit like, we did awl of this for ewe. Teh mangler is yelling back, we didn't ask for any of this. We don't want it. Ewe have fuked up teh hole area. Teh mangler told teh stalker that he wus just a glorified baby sitter who's only real jorb wus to clean up teh shitters and keep toilet paper in stock. It was fuking crazy... I started yelling TOOL, TOOL, FUK EWE TOOL!!! at teh top of my lungs.

Teh tool kept asking who's car is that won, poynting at Blond Jim's truck. I dun't noes, maybe it's the guys who just got in it and drove off the mangler says. Next thing I hear is teh tool screaming I'm calling teh LEO. Go fuking ahead, the mangler screams back. Big Tony tries to talk to teh tool but got nowhere. Terri finally drags him away. It wus fuking nuts... The next thing I noes teh LEO is pulling in, guns blazing, ready for a riot. cept teh LEO didn't see anything rong with parking in teh dirt. Teh pig helecopter shows up, with teh jiant spot lite, while I give the bird teh bird still screaming TOOL at teh top of my lungs. Finally teh pig copter and LEO bail. Teh camp stalker is still going at it with teh mangler, telling him teh beerz bottle he is drinking out of is illegal in teh park. After a while, we awl walk away from teh stalker and he keeps yelling at us from inside his truck but none of us are even near by enough to hear what he is saying. Stalker finally drives off.

So I decide to pull out awl teh red closed road signs, that lead to teh Pre-dater wall and bury them in teh desert. Then I got in my rig, put it in to 4x4 and spun donuts in teh disputed dirt patch teh stalker is so concerned about. I tore that shit up.

Next day went smoothly, teh stalker made his rounds in teh main area, but never drove down teh road past our rigs.

Guess we'll see what gnu surprises he has in store for us next weekend... but as far as I'm concerned, it's game on!!!1

Funny thing is, teh stalker has no authority, other than he can call teh cops for non existent rules, teh LEO doesn't even thinks is a problem.

So, is this guy like a janitor/campground host kind of guy?

The Harpie of NJC?

Has a free cabin to live in and tries to sell everyone chalkbags?

And a tent out back for her hapless victims!

This photo could go on the "save the date" cards!

ha - that's the one we re-enacted

Probibly for the best:

2xAg has a prettier smile.

2xAg has a prettier smile.

yet another climber who should have gotten the fatty bones like teh spiritz.

That's good stuff. A friend of mine made it through law school using the voice recognition software. I don't know how you pursue a professional career in this day without knowing how to type though. I remember learning sucking and being really boring, but come on.

I bumped into one of those on my search.

Awesome!

BBS... talkin bout my generation?

I too once had the skinny bonez. Then after many a dogs at teh Gnu, I upgraded to dog-friendly Spiritz.

stocker! what is meant by "save the date"? report on sekrit and personal informashunz uncovered! Now! NOW!!!

stocker! what is meant by "save the date"? report on sekrit and personal informashunz uncovered! Now! NOW!!!

I'm thinking about upgrading to spirits too. I have bd quicksilvers but see dogging happening in my future.

If only there was some sort of secret place where we could post up and comment on informashunz that are not appropriate for the prying eyes of the knob. If only we had some sort of invitation-only grupe with its own avitard...

In a perfect world, maybe, but until then, we can only dream.

don't have a lot of thyme, so normally I wouldn't do this, but ... it's kamhed.