The Glib community is full of people (and reptiles) with some amazing work and recreation skill sets. I read the articles and comments in awe and trepidation of how many valuable skills sets are assembled in this small part of the “Certified Family Friendly” internet. Someday, if the trends continue and Zombie Hillary becomes POTUS we will have to try to survive the HRC/antifa apocalypse then we will be doing nothing but trying to survive.
But until that day arrives we all enjoy recreation in our downtimes. Sometimes that recreation is rumored not to include drinking, drugs or Mexican ass sex. This got me thinking about what outdoors recreation attracts liberty valuing individuals. Many of us participate in or are at least familiar with hunting, fishing, home brewing and other activities that encourage these traits. But I can propose two others for consideration by you, friends, or younger people- rock climbing and sailing. Wait and hear me out. All climbers aren’t hippies and all sailors don’t make Scrooge McDuck look like a welfare recipient. In fact both sports favor those who don’t fit those stereotypes.
PART THE FIRST
Climbing (Or- How do they get the ropes up there?)
Short answer: They bring it themselves.
Rock climbing is the usual gateway into the entire enterprise of mountaineering. The basic skills that you develop on the rocks are adaptable to the other forms of climbing, but most climbers continue in rock climbing alone. Most stay with shorter climbs since these offer plenty of challenges without adding the additional hard work and dangers associated with the deep dark corners of climbing like high altitude expeditionary, extreme ice/mixed, or even big walls. Pat Ament, a famous rock climber from the ’70s, tried a winter mixed rock and ice climbing route one time and after that stated the only ice he ever wanted to encounter again would be in a cocktail glass. So this little essay will only use the “gateway drug” of rock climbing to expound on climbing and liberty.
So why does climbing attract liberty lovers? Trust and autonomous decision making are the simple reasons. People climbing together literally hold their partner’s life in their hands and are responsible for assembling systems to prevent each other from plunging to the ground. They alone are responsible and they know it.
Belaying is life. (Or- climbers, unlike skiers, do not return from the mountains with knee injuries- if a climber misjudges the situation they generally have the good grace to die.)
I was 16 when I learned to rock climb and quickly discovered that if I fucked up, my friend and/or myself would be dead. In my technical rock climbing classes I stopped the sandbag, and then caught controlled falls by fellow students (and they of me) all while being carefully watched by instructors.
It was only a few months later, on a climb with a friend, that the seriousness of what we were doing really got imprinted in me. We were climbing a pretty moderate route and I was belaying about half way up a 300 foot cliff. My partner was slightly below me and moving sideways to get around a bulge so he could then come straight up to the belay ledge. All of a sudden I saw his eyes get big and heard a strained squawk as he disappeared under an overhang below his feet.
I locked up the belay, then felt the shock on myself and the belay anchors system as I caught him after he fell down and left and stopped with a snap and started swinging in a circle a few feet away from the cliff. Now I was holding my friend 150 feet off the ground as he tried to get back on the cliff after falling around 15 feet. He recovered, got back on the rock and then climbed up to me.
As we both let the adrenalin work through our system we took stock. We could retreat, but hell no, we would get our heads back into the game and keep going up. As he prepared to start up the next stretch of the climb the seriousness hit me with a jolt. If I hadn’t caught my friend he would have hit a ledge around 100 feet below and bounced off until the rope ran out about the time he would hit the ground. If I had screwed up the belay anchors it would have been worse. When the shock hit the system they would have ripped out and both of us would be finding out how much gravity sucks until we hit the ground and died.
As it was, the rest of the climb went well and we stuck at the sport. Over the course of the next decades I fell many 100s of times and caught many 100s of falls. Place into a person’s hands the responsibility of life and death and they tend to take other responsibilities more seriously.
Placing protection and arranging belays is life. (Or-Unravel the mystery or soon become history.)
Some climbs take very little thinking to protect since you just clip your rope into existing protection and anchors. This involves trusting other members of the climbing community since they and not any government agency is responsible for placing and maintaining these bits of metal. But on most climbs the climbing party has to design, place, recover and use again the system that enables the rope to stop a fall.
Climbers get proficient at a real life understanding of high school physics concepts such as forces, vectors, potential and kinetic energy. The other thing they get good at is judging and balancing risks. An old climbing joke is, “Judgment comes from experience and experience comes from poor judgment.”
When a climbing party gets to the base of a cliff they look up and normally see a big old rock and a series of cracks. To get to the top they’ll need to determine how to take a bunch of nylon and a small pile of aluminum shapes and use them in a manner that will prevent people from hitting the ground if they fall. No government agency or larger group is there checking: do they have the right things, is the weather okay, do they have the permitted experience and strength to try the crack? The decision to attempt this climb is totally on the two climbers and their judgment.
Once they start it is up to the first person (aka “the leader”) to use the nylon and aluminum in a manner that will prevent him or her from falling farther than they want to if something goes wrong, while the other person is responsible for using the remaining materials to set up a belay that will hold the force of a fall and the combined impact of two bodies on the belay.
While climbing, the leader evaluates risk and their meager pieces of aluminum and must always remember that they will fall twice as far as they are above the last piece of protection (aluminum bit) they placed into the crack. When the leader decides he wants protection, he must find a place to stop that he can take at least one hand from the rock, then size up the crack with his eyes, unclip the hopefully correct size of aluminum, place the metal into the crack in a manner that won’t rip out under a shock but be removable by the other person, pull up slack rope and clip it to the protection and then start climbing again.
This continues for the entire pitch (one section of a climb between belays) with the leader constantly judging the difficulty of the next section, how the crack changes size, how much stuff he has that will fit the crack and the knowledge that when he stops he must have enough stuff left over to set up the next belay.
When the leader gets to the end of the pitch because the rope runs out, or it is a natural stopping place, the leader uses the remaining stuff to set up an anchor. This anchor will protect the leader from falling to the ground and provide the second with a belay as they climb up removing all the stuff the leader left in the crack.
Normally what happens next is the two people switch roles and the initial leader remains the belayer and the original belayer takes over the role of the leader. This gets swapped back and forth until the top of the climb is reached. Take a person and make them responsible for designing, using and recovering the system that will keep them alive and you get a person who learns to trust in their judgment and not the judgments of others.
Rappeling is Ugg (Or-great climbers die on rappel)
Sometimes when you complete a climb you can just walk off, other times you must set up a rappel. A rappel (or abseil for the Teutons in the crowd) is conducting a controlled slide down a rope normally using a device to provide friction and your hand to control speed.
Most climbers instinctively dislike rappelling. During a climb, if you never fall the climbing chain is a backup. The rope, protection, climbing harness and belay anchors are redundant because you never fully tested them because you never fell. On an abseil, you are 100% dependent on all those items. If one part of the chain fails- you die.
Again, the rappel chain is entirely the responsibility of the climbing party. They set it up, or inspect and use it- or they approve of an earlier anchor set up by parties unknown. The climbers hook into the rope and friction device with only their approval, or after the quick inspection by their partner, and the party is responsible for recovering their rope at the end so it can be used again. Independence is grown within people that learn to trust their own judgments on a regular basis for their continued life.
You are Responsible for You (Or- did you know that a body falling from a great height can break a granite block by the force of the impact?)
Some climbing takes place in intensely public places but most climbing takes place far from the madding crowd. And even within popular climbing areas like Yosemite Valley, Joshua Tree, Mt Lemmon or the Shawangunks, there is a bunch of space, 1000s of climbs and relatively few climbers.
If something goes wrong the chances are you are on your own for a matter of hours (or a day or more on a Yosemite big wall). Go climb at a more remote location and you might be the only two or three people within hours, or even days, of the climb and you are on your own, period.
Combine this with the decisions you make concerning the route you will go, the protection you will place and the chances that you’ll take with the weather or other dangers (avalanches, heat or cold etc.) and climbers tend to trust their own judgment and often are not willing listen to others without the same base knowledge of the subject and environment. Looking at a scary move above a bad piece of protection looks a lot different a 1000 feet up a climb that is multiple days from the trailhead than it does where you can see the parking lot in Joshua Tree. People used to, and who enthusiastically embrace self judgment, tend not to see collective solutions for many issues.
A sub-set of “you are responsible for you” is “you are responsible for your decisions about your partner.” Since your partner holds your life in their hands and their decisions, you are vested in the determination you make about climbing with somebody. There is no governing body to stamp them OK or to tell somebody you can’t climb because you are a dangerous fool.
At best there is the reputation a climber will earn within a social network. But because climbers travel and may not have their usual partner with them, it is not unusual to link up with a climber you don’t know well for a climb. You watch the new partner on smaller routes and speak to see if styles and techniques mesh. But ultimately it is up to you and nobody else to say. “Yep, I trust her with my life. Let’s go do this climb.” I have done El Capitan with a climber I knew only a few days and there were other climbers I knew for years that I wouldn’t tie into a rope with no matter how short and easy the climb.
Another sub-set of “you are responsible for you” is self-rescue. Climbers will go to great lengths to help other climbers but, and it’s a big but, they are incredibly judgmental of those they try to help. If the accident involved something truly beyond the climbing party, it is a point of honor to help a fellow climber. E.g. in 1980, Yosemite Valley was hit with a large earthquake and a party needed to be rescued from partway up El Capitan. They were well equipped, but the quake changed the size of the cracks so much their gear didn’t fit and falling blocks from the earthquake had destroyed some rappel stations. They couldn’t go up or down so a rescue was mounted to enable them to retreat.
If you need rescue because you didn’t follow basic climbing safety skills- you will be judged harshly. Combine a climber’s inherent pride in their own abilities and responsibility with a desire not to look incompetent/stupid to their group, and people often take the initiative to learn self-rescue skills and figure out their own way out of a problem. These type of people aren’t much fond of handouts.
You Choose the Parameters (Or- This is my Everest so bugger off)
Climbing has many sub-genres, differing levels of commitment and inherent skills, plus no scoring so how to tell a “winner” depends on the person involved. Climbing does have internal socially accepted rules. The most basic socially accepted norm (not a legal requirement) is the first ascent party sets the initial terms of a climb and if you can’t improve on that, don’t bring the climb down to you.
Over the years and decades since technical climbing first started, climbing equipment, training, skills and experience have continued to evolve and improve. Because of these improvements the average climber of today can accomplish more than their predecessors and the very best climbers can now accomplish climbs that were not even dreamed about when I learned how to climb in 1976.
One of these world class athletes recently accomplished a free solo of El Capitan in four hours. Translated: a guy climbed a 3300 foot high cliff that steeply overhangs for hundreds of feet in places with no ropes and no partner in under four hours. (The film in theaters now is incredible.)
The climb in question was originally done in the early 1960s in almost a week with lots of specialized climbing techniques that involve making a movable ladder, and even today most parties take 3-4 days while still using the same movable ladder technique. It is still acceptable to climb that climb the older way or to improve on the older way at some point less than the free solo.
What is NOT acceptable is to chip new holds or add permanent features the original party did not use. Again there is no legal force to the prohibition, but there is a great deal of community pressure. If you want to not face condemnation you don’t bring the climb down to you. Back off and come back when you have the skill and the community will support you for that decision.
There is no scoring in climbing and the mountains don’t care that you are there. Most times there is no other spectator to witness what you do on a climb and talk about afterwards.
Some things are considered cheating, but only if you omit them. What does that mean? A leader placing protection and then having the rope pulled tight so they can rest is considered less than top form. If you say, “I rested from a Hex placed right before the crux but then did the move clean.” No problem. If you lie about that and are found out then people will color their judgments of you.
All that being said, other climbers understand that skills deteriorate with age, work/family commitments etc., but the desire to climb remains in many of us. In my best days I could do some intense climbing and frankly climbed some routes that today I have a hard time believing I did since they are so far beyond me now. I climb more moderate routes with my nearly 60 year old body and still get great joy from doing so. The rest of the climbing community realizes that every route can be just the right difficulty for a person and so enjoy the climb. (As long as the norms are not strangled).
Climbing takes commitment (Or- summit or plummet).
A person can learn the basics of belaying and rappelling in a weekend, but to learn how to be a safe and proficient climber takes extended periods of learning, physical training, and the ability to “get into the Zen of the suck.” No matter your skill level there is always the next climb that makes you stretch beyond to increase your limits.
That is one of the addicting things about climbing, there is always a new climb that will challenge you beyond your limits. Whether that “next” climb is because of a harder difficulty, less chances at protection, danger from elements beyond your control, an extensive commitment of energy etc. Even with basic climbs you will be working with muscular exhaustion and failure, fear, pain to the limbs and extremities, remaining focused during periods of intense boredom, heat/cold/wind/rain and even insects, birds or reptiles. (Yes, a chuckwalla bit and opened up my finger that I stuck in a crack too near to it. I had to quickly make a move up without falling while my blood was making the crack too slick to hang from.)
As I told my kids (and others) when I was teaching them to rock climb, “Climbing isn’t necessarily fun, but it is enjoyable on balance. Those are two different concepts.” People who learn how to accept and manage fear or discomfort/pain while remaining focused on accomplishment tend to make their judgments on what a person should accept as a personal responsibility.
Climbing opens up areas, vistas and experiences closed to others. The first is the knowledge of what an amazing thing the body and mind are. When you unlock the mystery of physicality and practical engineering that enable you to climb something new and just beyond your earlier abilities you feel great (maybe after you regain control of muscles and the taste of fear in your mouth subsides).
Plus that great feeling is always there as a potential for you. As an older climber, I have re-climbed routes that were easy for me years earlier, but with my current attributes the same route still had the same sense of individual accomplishment.
Most climbing areas are outdoor wonderlands. Being able to traverse these incredible spaces open up vistas to you that others simply can’t experience. Watching the day end 1500 feet up a vertical cliff while having some food and preparing to sleep because you still have another vertical 1500 feet to go is like being in space and looking down on earth. You are in a different place than the horizontal world below.
Sometimes the experience is not as benign but just as incredible. Huddling part way up a cliff on top of your nylon ropes trying not to touch any metal while in the middle of a sudden thunderstorm gets much more exciting when the St Elmo’s fire starts, you hear buzzing in the air and the simultaneous blinding flash from lightning and artillery like crash of thunder as you smell the ozone from the lightning strike one crack over. With that experience you REALLY get an idea of the power of a storm.
If climbers are so cool and freedom embracing why aren’t they running the world? (Or- At both ends of the economic spectrum there is a leisure class.)
So climbers tend to be self-starters who have a strong independent streak and intense desire to make their own judgments. They enjoy working in small teams who rely on their combined skills (and equipment) to solve problems and realize that the mountains don’t care about their personal issues, and that they must resolve the dilemma in front of them. There are many climbers who are doctors, engineers, run businesses etc. But there are also climbers who are well named “climbing bums” as well.
Climbing can be addicting for people who can’t get the emotional highs and physical rushes elsewhere. The larger world seems too small and insignificant to what they receive from climbing. A percentage of these people have the innate physical and developed emotional skills to drive the sport farther and standards higher. Some push too far and die or suffer grievous injury. The vast majority of climbers do balance the outside world and the climbing world and even if they give up climbing retain the lessons learned and apply them to life and business.
For me, taking up climbing in high school did contribute to my outlook on life and a person’s relationship to society. I embraced climbing fully and went beyond weekend rock climbing for decades. By the time I entered college I had climbed big walls, some well-known mountains by challenging routes and was part of a mountain rescue group.
There has been very little thrown at me by the “real world” that I hadn’t already faced. So IMHO my relative success in life was positively influenced by climbing.
My advice is, tie into a rope yourself, or if a friend or younger relative wants to give climbing a go- tell them “hell yeah.” They’ll have a chance to become a person with a well-developed sense of personal responsibility and most likely will be liberty and freedom embracing individual for it.
**Note- Yes I have done the climbs pictured.
How do you poop up there?
Now hit that mother-fk’in THEME MUSIC !
That’s a pretty funny video. The cover is…OK
Flippant answer: meditate it away.
Serious answer: For day climbs do it before or after using the standard ways to poop in the wild. For multi-day routes it gets a bit more challenging. Hopefully you are on a ledge at least the size of a cereal box and your partner is above you. Remove any gear and hang it from the wall. Arrange a simple harness around your chest and shoulders and clip it, then test it yet again. Tie the rope into your new temp harness, then untie it from your usual harness. Since a harness goes around your waist and thighs to spread the shock of a fall you clip the harness you you can’t drop it- then untie the rope from the harness and take it off. Do your business into a paper bag and add your TP. Then A) if you are in an area with rare climbing traffic throw the bag as far as you can from the cliff and route-or- B) if you are in a popular area like Yosemite. Retrieve the Poop Tube from where you are carrying it, open it, insert your deposit into the lime in the tube, close the tube, and put it away. Put your harness back on, tie back into it. Check everything is correct then clip into the anchors. Then remove the temporary harness and get ready to climb again. You probably don’t want to know what you need to do when there is no ledge.
Never just, “Bombs away!”?
AKA the ‘Dave Matthews Band’
Just looking at some of those pics makes me uneasy. I hate heights. Ironically, I love roller-coasters.
Me, at a boiler test:
https://postimg.cc/PPBmy4Gn
At least you’ve got the right boots on.
Changing belts on a fan https://imgur.com/gallery/HVFvh9c
Say HI to Indianapolis from about 300′ up
https://postimg.cc/XZ0gHHGV
Shipping cranes at night from the top of the bag house. https://imgur.com/gallery/F3aUAQM
AK Steel coke gas blow
https://postimg.cc/w7Z2JT9R
Yep. I’m going to stick to cooking and baking.
How’s the pup?
She’s doing a lot better. Not entirely back to normal, but close. Vet doesn’t think it’s the Rimadyl, but I won’t restart it until she’s all the way back.
You guessed at rabbit poop last night…if she’s anything like my dog, that would be a good guess. Mine is partial to cat poop.
She can’t get at the cat box in the house, but maybe something outside.
I used to be unafraid of heights. I would climb sketchy trees as high as I could. Then I did the math about how much force would be created if I fell and hit the ground. Now I’m not very fond of heights.
Not much different than a head on car crash each going 60mph.
best article I’ve read here, and that’s saying something
I don’t care at all, and I’m still impressed
Yes. Great article! I’m still going to stick to cooking and baking.
Over the top, soldier. 😉
That’s a lot of words. I’ll revisit tomorrow.
I’d nominate skydiving as the most libertarian pursuit, but I’m biased.
*former skydver*
the Army threw me out of airplanes at Ft. Benning
+5 jump chump
I stopped logging for a bit. I think I retired @ 500 ish.
I sold all my gear when I bought a house.
{pound}MeToo! Delta Rock 1st/504th, 1989. Then it was off to a leg unit for the remainder of my time.
I started writing an article on precisely that premise. I ran into trouble trying to track down sources on the intersection of the USPA and the FAA. USPA just had their elections. Most of the candidates ran on keeping the government out of skydiving. I agree with your statement.
White water rafting, motor cycle racing. Extreme sports in general. Because of the dopamine rush.
“…all the stuff the leader left in the crack.”
Heh heh.
I have to admit hiking is more my thing. The mountain trails have never bothered me, but something about rock climbing makes me very uneasy.
Same: my limits are 8 feet of falling and three seconds of screaming/grappling. Altitude matters not: immediate risk and containment are really all that matter to me, whether at sea level or 14k up.
nice harness, Tres!
..which is why the pic is titled ‘safety award’
I noticed that too. He did have 3 points of contact though.
terra firma is always #4
#metoo
Love hiking in the mountains, but not straight up the cliffs.
Sounds like we need common sense aluminum shape laws.
Spectacular!
But you guys are fucking crazy. While you’re up there in the ether, I’ll take my risks with the river and the grizzlies.
I did some tourist canyoneering outside of Zion. Rappeling was super cool, but trusting the ropes, the guide and the anchors was very challenging for me.
Same here. My brother and I did cliff diving for years. Rappeling was freaky because you’re trusting a rope and not relying only on your own skill. Same thing with bungy jumping. Heights are fine, but trusting that something named a “bungy cord” was scary.
I climbed into my deer stand, not quite as adventurous as rock climbing. Took care of business yesterday. That’s my bucket list for this year. Every year now I count filling my license as an accomplishment. Dressed it out and went for the tractor. Today I had to dress out my buddy’s deer, same age as me but his heart says no. Now to wait ’til next year but I won’t be hungry.
Fantastic! My calendar is keyed to the hunting seasons.
Too busy climbing, uh duh!
So basically the Irish/whisky equation.
Speaking of which, Tullamore Dew right now.
They don’t want to.
OT: (but for dbleagle)
Imma gonna be in Waikiki in January, and I recall that you live/work on Oahu, is that correct?
Here’s my dilemma: I’m 60, in pretty damn good shape for my age, and the spousal unit and I are meeting up with a buddy (he’s 61) and his long-time squeeze who go to Waikiki most every year to laze about and soak up the sun.
Yeah, been there, done that — February of 2017, in fact. He’s in somewhat worse shape than I, and I’m trying to figure out unusual things to do on Oahu that might get him (a) off his arse and (b) off the beach for a few days. Any insider suggestions? I’d be forever in your debt (wink wink, nudge nudge). We’ve already done the stereotypical tourist stuff (I’m a Canuck, but I found the USS Arizona memorial surprisingly affecting, ferinstance). Would also love offbeat suggestions for places to eat, anywhere on the island.
I’d be happy to help. Will you have your own rental wheels? If you want to take the discussion off this page the admins can give you my email. I can also make suggestions here and the collective group can chime in as well.
First place to go is “La Marianna’s” for a drink in the last old style Tiki bar on the island. When I say first thing I mean that. It is only 2 miles from the airport rental counters so you’ll get there long before Waikiki. It is in an industrial area next to a small marina and well off the tourist trail.
Let me know.
I don’t live there, but we have family there so visit pretty frequently. We like to do the Makapuu hike/walk with the kiddo – it’s not difficult and has some great views, plus tends to be off the beaten path for tourists. Also, not a lot of people go to the Honololu Contemporary Art museum. The collection is pretty meh tbh, but the grounds are beautiful (and the gift shop is small, but pretty well curated with interesting things if anybody in the group is into arty decorative stuff). My son is into planes, so we always go to the Ford Island museum (Pacific Aviation) which I think you have to take the bus from the Pearl Harbor visitor center (we have military ID so we can drive across the bridge) but it’s pretty interesting if you like that WWII history and/or aviation.
We like Yama Fishmarket on Young St for local foods — only takeout, no sit down,, but many kinds of poke, plus plate lunch choices. We always get lunch at least once.
Also for food– in the re-done Ala Moana they’ve put in a Japanese-style food hall, with lots of stalls of various kinds. It’s pretty fun for dinner.
Well, there’s always the Stairway to Heaven if you and your buddy are in pretty good shape (and don’t have a paralyzing fear of heights).
I’ll be headed back to Hawaii next August for Mrs. Shpip and I’s 25th anniversary. Five days on Lanai — the one isle we’ve never been to, followed by four each at Turtle Bay on the north shore and the Halekulani on Waikiki. Aside to dbleagle: I’d like tips, too; so post them here if you feel like it.
Athena has a good suggestion. The Makapuu trail was recently repaved and if your buddy is having issues the trail makes a 175 degree turn about 600m in and the views are good from there as well. Keep going and you’ll get to the overlook. This time of the year you can look for whales. (We saw our first this weekend while sailing.) Of if you are an ass (looking around guiltily) you can yell “Look whales!” and point and watch the crowd starting to snap pictures of the empty ocean.
Kaena Pt is the other end of the island (west end) It is a fun and pretty flat-ish hike. In season you can walk past the nest albatros and check them out. Go from the north shore side. In the winter just driving to the end of the pavement and working your way to the shore line can be impressive. The shore faces north and watching multi-mile long 20 foot high waves crash into shore is impressive. Also shortly before the end of the pavement are three fun things. Check the schedule and you may catch a polo match being played right off the beach. (Cheap parking) A short distance beyond that is a popular kite surfing beach and you can watch those crazies. (Free) Just beyond that is the parachuting and sailplane center. Your buddy may not want to skydive but a glider ride over the coast is fun and good for all ages. ($ Investment)
If you visit the Pacific Aviation Museum on Ford Island go on a weekday. When out there there are some other sights to see. Drive to the USS Missouri, even if you don’t want to pay to get on it, sight is impressive. Walk just in from the shoreline toward the USS Arizona monument. First you’ll notice a small cove where the usual white coral rocks are black. They are covered with oil from the USS Arizona and most days days you can see the oil sheen from the wreck. Keep going to opposite the white monument above the wreck. On the shore you’ll see a tall concrete monument, the first for the AZ. Return to the car and notice the monument to the USS Oklahoma dead near the entrance.
Drive back to the traffic circle and go out the far side parallel to the road you were on to the USS Utah Monument. Park and walk a few meters to the overlook of the ship a few meters off shore on its side. Back to the car and follow the signs to the NOAA building. It has a decent exhibit about NOAA’s mission. Go around lunch and enjoy the cafeteria. The food is decent (not great) restaurant quality and the prices are ridiculously low.
For a locals lunch or dinner place another choice is Moanalua 99 (aka Ranch 99). It is an old market taken over by food trucks that have moved inside. Bring cash since most don’t take credit cards. You want Japanese, Korean, Chinese, Vietnamese, Indian Curry, Hawaiian, Burgers, Lebanese (run my authentic christain refugees from Lebanon- you can tell where it is by looking for the soccer games projected on the wall), or other foods? It is all here. The place is full of locals.
My brother in law and I wanted to do the glider thing, so we rented motorcycles and rode to the place. It turned out that Obama was vacationing at the military base near there. Everything was shut down for 3 days. No businesses received any sort of compensation.
Thanks Obama!
Big City Diner is a great local chain. One at least near Waikiki, but I normally ate at the one in Pearl City.
Kailua – Excellent ramen joints, nice breakfast place that has world-famous red velvet pancakes, etc. I also had a blast with a little kayak tour from Kailua out to the “Mokes” – good exercise, great weather, no major current issues, etc.
Stairway to Heaven was off limits for active duty servicemembers when I was last there in 13-14 due to safety reasons. For age 60….I’d check before you get there.
If you rent, definitely worth driving the island perimeter to see North Shore, etc.
I spent a long weekend there, but one of my buddies actually did a “day trip” to the big island to take a helicopter tour of the volcano, etc. It’s not that expensive – and might be a lot more visually exciting than when I flew over the “lava flows” in 2014.
A trip to the North Shore is worth the price of a rental. Very cool. Also, a must is a stop at Giovanni’s for some shrimp. If I could afford it, I would fly to Hawaii just to eat poke and Giovanni’s spicy shrimp and garlic shrimp.
If you like poke and liquor then a stop at Tamura’s is called for. There are several around the island. Very fresh poke and a good selection of beer and liquor. The prices are competitive with the military so you know they are good.
They also have cigars but I can’t say if they are good or not.
If you go to Kahuku for the shrimp bring your golf clubs. There is a public course nearby that runs $7-11 a round and has more ocean front yardage than the nearby famous Turtle Bay.
Big Buck Shooting Range might soon have
Four Tennessee death row inmates challenging the constitutionality of capital punishment in their state are asking a federal judge to allow them to bypass lethal injections or the electric chair in favor of another method: death by firing squad.
ugh
a very interesting target
Lethal injection has some major flaws, but I can’t for the life of me understand the electric chair being used today. I don’t want to torture anyone. “You can’t be on this planet anymore.” Legit thing to say. “We’re gonna cook you alive”. Not legit.
I have very mixed feelings on the death penalty. “Better ten guilty men go free than execute one guilty man” is a true statement IMO. On the other hand I have a hard time mustering much enthusiasm for feeding, clothing and housing an unrepentant child murderer for life at the tax payers expense.
I think it’s always wrong – but I don’t lose a lot of sleep over it. Under present circumstances, most of us don’t have to.
If the state had a decent record of not murdering innocents, I may be more open to the idea.
^^This.
I’d be fine with it as an option the guiltily could choose. You do life in prison or we can put you down today. Your choice.
This is why I am in favor of a robust vigilante justice system with a strong jury nullification sensibility. Some people just need killing, but it isn’t necessarily codifiable thus you let the aggrieved parties do the deed if a preponderance of peers deem it justified it’s all good.
I’d be more comfortable with the death penalty provided the prosecutor clears a higher level of proof beyond reasonable doubt in the conviction. Proof beyond all doubt (video evidence clearly showing a murder, for example.) Otherwise, feed them for life, but don’t take all measures to prolong that life. No open heart surgery for convicted killers.
I’m just worried about the expense and incentives when they finally decide that sex change surgery is a “right” to which every prisoner is entitled.
I spent some years thinking there was no reason in the notion: killing is so wrong that we will kill you as punishment, especially when eternal imprisonment was an option. That said, I never ran down to Huntsville and laid in the road to the prison.
Nowadays I sympathize more with the victim and simply think, if we’re really sure this is the guy there are certainly times when the ultimate retribution seems not unreasonable. Ideally, ad hoc solutions are deployed even as miscreants are coming through the window so that the State isn’t inconvenienced beyond a bit of chalk and paperwork.
Kill one person and you can get executed. Drone strike thousands of innocent people? Secret service protection for life.
Something something, rules for thee not for me *cries into a beer bottle*
Didn’t they execute a guy by firing squad in Utah in the last decade or so? I know hanging was still an elective option in WA state but I think they changed the law when someone requested it.
Nope, they abolished the death penalty all together:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capital_punishment_in_Washington_(state)
this guy got all the attention, but that was 40 years ago
Very nice article and great pictures. The human life and body are really marvelous things that have so much potential for greatness.
Excellent article. Whenever I hear the term “safety net” being used to describe governmental programs, I always imagine it more as a spider web. Some of the dumbest shit I did as a 20 year old was to get high and climb the outside of buildings in the middle of the night. My buddy and I would pop a chessboard into a back pack and then find a 10~20 story office building to scale. Once we got on the top of the building, we’d play a quick game of chess under the moonlight and head back. Only time we got in trouble was when I brought another guy along who had a total panic attack about 5 stories up. I had to climb up past him to get on a ledge where I could hoist him up. Thought for sure he was going grab me as I went past. “Don’t touch me. I’m going to help you.” Stupid, stupid shit.
Ok, that is crazy.
I tried to kill myself climbing multiple times as a teenager. I was mostly unsuccessful. Don’t think I’m going back to it in middle age.
I still have nightmares about the ice covered cliff I got myself halfway down without a rope before realizing I was really screwed. Only by the grace of Zod did I get out of that one.
Same here: there were four of us who did stupid shit together in high school.
I went off to college and wasn’t there the day the rope broke.
Awesome article dbleagle, but ya, you are nuts. I have known quite a few climbers throughout my life and they were nuts too. Hanging on a rock is not my thing,
Amazing article. Thanks for this.
I got vertigo just looking at that first pic. Great article, but you won’t be seeing me up there. But I totally get why people do it. What a thrill it must be to see the views you see!
217 D vs 218 R. That’s my call
538 has a model that shows 233D – 202R
I’d take that as a ceiling given access/modeling problems……..and abundantly Blue Weather Tuesday.
heavy rain just crossed the Mississippi
I hope you’re right. What team blue has resorted to over the past couple years can’t be rewarded. It was bad before, but this intersectional BS needs to die.
I’m happy either way. The crazy Dems get punished or we get gridlock.
Gridlock plus non-stop impeachment hilarity. I can’t wait!
If only it was guaranteed. I fear Team Stupid or Trump going along with some dumbshit bipartisan getting things done.
Great article. I’ve climbed the highest point in Florida.
*breathes on fingers nails, polishes on shirt*
Britton Hill? Really?
There are some primary schools in B.C. that have climbing installations that might be higher than that. 😉
(j/k. I love ya, man.)
Believe you me, I’ve taken much more abuse around here than that.
So basically, all you need is a 6ft. Ladder to step off Florida?
It’s a bit of a joke, but it really is pretty.
https://youtu.be/LkgWkNC4GzE
Its not Lochloosa tho’
Impressive, but I have issues with heights – or, rather, the possibility of falling from them. Pretty soon you’ll see that gravity and I have a history.
I wish I could do this, but I know I’d end up acting like George Costanza.
You’d get a man-crush on your partner?
Shrinkage? Huge wallet? Kill your fiance? Poor latex salesman?
*partner plummets to his/her death*
Was that wrong?
Best article ever!!!!!!!
I’m not worthy.
I’m not worthy.
I had to train in high angle and low angle rescue in the fire service. I loved rappelling. I hated climbing up. And taking someone down a cliff in a Stokes basket isn’t exactly a fun time.
I look forward to the second installment. Many moons ago I used to sail on a friends boat on SF Bay. Almost died a couple of times out of sheer stupidity. Good times.
” I loved rappelling. I hated climbing up.”
Join GlibFit, tubby.
Gibbs Ascenders suck. Period.
Amen to that. I did my first big wall with them (South Face Washington Column) and even in high school I saved my money for a pair of Jumars after that experience.
This is fabulous. I love your writing style and the photos are great!
Thank you so much for writing!
I did half dome. From behind.
The path with the chains?
Chairlift.
Yes, but way to ruin the fun.
We actually did it at night to make it in time for sunrise. Fraternities aren’t all bad.
It’s still ridiculous. Spawn 1 and his pals did Angel’s Landing a couple weeks ago. They all pretended like it was no big deal, but it’s fucking scary.
We did Observation Point. Challenging and gorgeous.
This one is better.
All of the river gorges west of the Rockies are on my list.
Sometime in the future, I’m taking my kids to the headwaters of the Colorado, and we’ll follow it all the way home.
We’ve been taking the Spawn on hiking trips all over the west since they were manageable. Please hit Glacier Park sometime.
Youngest is finally old enough for ski school, so we’re doing Mammoth this winter. Yosemite is about 20 miles away, but inaccessible during winter. If they show interest, we’ll go back during summer. If they show interest in that… I have some big ideas.
Which Colorado interests you ?
The river where my drinking water comes from.
And, because my oldest is interested in geology, I want him to see the wonder of the massive sediment flow over the last 5 million years, which prevented Palm Desert from becoming a beach town.
I did Angels Landing with the wife and kids. The videos make it look scarier than it is, but maybe I’m able to just focus on the path ahead of me and not the drop next to me.
Now that’s a thinly veiled euphemism.
I climbed Mount Fuji. It just takes endurance, no skill, but still a fond memory.
I did a full-dome from behind once. I think she was Cuban.
When I was in Boy Scouts, for those of us who were teenagers at summer camp we could sign up for some specific things that weren’t offered to the younger kids. From memory, there were three events that we could sign up for, and over one summer camp, I did all three:
1) Survival camping – This was the easiest one, old style coffee can is all you can bring, but it’s summer in NE Ohio. I packed a hammock, a tarp, a rope, and a survival blanket. This left me plenty of room for food and ways to start fire.
2) Overnight canoeing trip – Hardest part here was making sure all of your stuff in your pack was in waterproof bags. I’m fairly certain (teenage boys) every single canoe got tipped at some point.
3) Rappelling trip – This had more injuries then the other two combined. We had to tie our own harnesses (nylon straps tied around your thighs and waist). One of the kids rushed it, and proclaimed he was done. The leader picked him up by the front of the harness. If you hadn’t tied it correctly, then the straps would slip and instead of holding you up, would slide up to your sack. After that kid collapsed after being set down, all of us untied our harnesses, and very carefully went through the tying. Then there were two descents we did, the first was on a cliff, it was fine. The second was a free fall rappel, where you had to walk back off an overhang, then jump into the air, using that harness you tied earlier, a rope through that, and a single belay on the ground to catch you if you slipped. Yeah, my belay guy messed up, and pulled it tight right after my jump. so I got to swing right back towards that overhang, clearing it by a couple of inches. Now, these were just 20-30 foot descents, but I don’t think they offered this trip in any of the later years.
I’ve offered all of those within the past decade. As long as you conform to the Guide to Safe Scouting, those themes can be prosecuted.
I hate age requirements. Scouting is about competence; any time I need to limit attendance, I always use rank or require some bona fide like Wilderness Survival, Lifesaving, Emergency Preparedness, or Wilderness First Aid.
Almost drowned during Lifesaving, but I ended up with it in the end.
I earned Mile Swim in the Tennessee River; that experience violated today’s standards for depth, coverage, and turbidity, but we didn’t think anything about it back ’round WaterGate. Rifle hasn’t changed much.
Actual swimming or did you just float downstream? 😉
When I was 12, “floating” took even more energy than mere swimming.
today: not so much
I did a whole course in juvenile delinquent camp. It started with a ropes course and belaying skills, and of course trust falls etc, and culminated in a fairly high climb at Joshua Tree. It was around 200 feet high and almost entirely a crack up the side of a cliff. The only way up was a series of arm/leg jams. The coach guy went up first and set the ropes. I thought about how we were trusting his judgement and checked each anchor as i passed it. It was an amazing experience. I went straight after that, but not really because of that. Great story and thanks for reminding me about it.
Anyway, my vote is for motorsports as the libertarian sport. It’s like removing the tag from your mattress, and then driving it around at a coupla hundred miles an hour..
You mean something like this ?
She LOVES IT!
I desperately want to turn an old junker into a race car, but I don’t have anywhere to work/store the darn thing.
I’ve built a number of motorcycles and then ridden them, my avatar being the most elaborate and enjoyable. I tour on it.
I did a lift on my truck this weekend as a trial run to building a factory five mk4. It will be a few years until I have the cash to do it, but nobody will complain if I have to park it in the driveway vs a beat up racer. It’s a satisfying feeling to build something yourself.
Nice job! I’m about to put mine away for the season and I’m a little wistful.
well maybe it 75-100 feet, it was crazy high to my 16 y/o eyes anyway..
Awesome article. Thank you for writing it. Thank you also for your time doing mountain rescue.
Has anyone done a wilderness first aid class? I’ve been lucky for 40+ years, but I have been researching classes, as I’m finally starting to realize my limitations.
Sure.
For BSA there was some requirement for trainer certification if that matters to you. Give me a minute and I can probably put it together.
https://www.scouting.org/health-and-safety/training/wilderness-fa/
acceptable groups listed there
Cool!
I was checking
Whoops.
These out.
and here’s the curriculum
https://filestore.scouting.org/filestore/pdf/680-008.pdf
I learned most of the first aid as a kid, as a scout. Each course after that became something of a refresher, and then I was married to a trauma ICU nurse for 20something years. Having the first aid pretty much down, the curriculum was the most important new info for me, particularly:
readiness/prep
logistics, weather
situation management: people, pecking orders
backpackable equipment (splints and first aid kits in particular)
I have been on many, many wilderness trips, but a guy I know got mauled by a couple grizzlies this summer and it made me realize how woefully unprepared I am for serious trauma.
In all my time and adventures: one sprained ankle 25 miles into the near wilderness of Gallinas “Mountains” surprised me. Turns out that theoretical deal of carrying a second pack on your belly actually works pretty good; I basically walked out an extra 30 pounds, which, it turns out, was much better duty than baby-sitting the little bitch himself as he hobbled out.
I’m a veteran of the Boundary Waters. Carrying two packs and a canoe is normal. Leaving pussies behind is critical.
I knew a little bit when I was a kid from reading. My vocabulary wasnt that great back then though. My friend Billy would still be alive after his snake bite if I would have know the difference between the words antidote and anecdote.
Billy laid there slowly dying while I was reading him cute stories.
or
What did the doctor say!?
He said you were gonna die!
Btw, amazing pictures. Highest I have ever climbed is mt. Magazine in arkansmy. It’s about 2200 feet or so. Nothing like that at all. It’s pretty, but nothing like what’s out west.
折助根性. Flunkyism.
Oops. http://the-japan-news.com/news/article/0004918870
F-ing millenials. Ruining it for the rest of us.
I lived through a few near death freeclimbing scenes, no more of that
Should space cats be encouraging anyone to vote?
I hereby ask my Japanese friends if they can make heads or tails (pun intended) of this howdy cat variant.
I don’t know, but I did get cancer reading that so thanks.
Looks like Maneki Neko. Maybe an anime thing. Who knows?
Fucking links. Howdy cat meaning Maneki Neko? Never heard it called that.
Howdy cat meaning Maneki Neko?
Absolutely. I read too much Twain as a child and never shook my frontier whimsy, so later, when employed by a Japanese firm and supporting two factories in Gunma prefecture, I stayed out of favor for my irreverence and my highest crime: making the women laugh.
Read ‘Oakland’, stopped reading.
You didn’t stop at space cats?
No, that’s something I’m down with. Killer Klowns From Outersapce mothafucka!
Great movie.
You know, I was going to vote for Walker(R) (Wisconsin Gov race) because Tony Evers (D) is a mouthpiece for the unions, but on the eve of the election I think I finally saw one too many ads where Walker lists off the goodies he’ll give people if they vote for him. I think I’ll either abstain from that race or vote L. Fuck trying to buy votes.
Those goodies only cost a little for you, but mean a lot to me. Why come you being so heartless.
Yeah, that’s what really gets me LOLing, when people take that tack with me. I can guarantee, I’m more eligible for most of these goodies than most people who appose me. That doesn’t change the fact that it’s wrong.
Yeah, I’m that rare beast, a poor libertarian. Probably more rare than the females.
I’m sure I could’ve qualified for some goodies when I was 22 and making 15k a year. Never crossed my mind to get it. The destigmatization (real word?) of receiving assistance is the death knell of the modern western state.
15K?! Rich bastard! (seriously that’s more than I make, although, I do have barter deals to cover some of my expenses)
I’d say more of a “normalization”. The Left has done some effective psyops to not only normalize welfare but also portray it as merely what you deserve (after all, those evil corporations aren’t paying their fair share).
I actually had someone tell me that I should take some assistance to pay for college, and they said, “I know you want to ‘make your own way’ but that’s not really possible since upward mobility has decreased and our generation will have a lower standard of living than our parents.”
It could have been straight out of Obama’s mouth. This is why the NPC meme resonates with so many people.
The times I have taken direct assistance have made me feel like such a worthless piece of shit. I really don’t get how anyone can do it on a continual basis. And those times I took it was mostly at the behest of family members who were ‘conservative’ with that whole mindset of ‘well someone is going to take it, might as well be you!’ But it made me so self loathing that I can’t even comprehend people who spend their life in the welfare system.
By the way, get in on the ground floor before the article comes out so you can be a hipster.
Thanks,. This place just keeps amazing me.
Only you can guarantee diversity.
I hate the fact that page immediately gave me a subscribe popup before I even read a word. So I didn’t bother reading it. But at least they had the cuneiform for liberty there on that spammed header graphic.
yikes: I’m really weak on adblocking, and I didn’t get any of that
Me neither – I wish I had so I didn’t have to read that and get angry.
I’ve got several adblockers, and that loaded before I could read a word. (That’s probably why though, because they were like, ‘well he’s got adblockers, so let’s make a popup happen as soon as the article opens!) On another note, I use google chrome browser, on the google owned youtube to ad a banner image to the channel page a popup opens. Even with all of my adblockers turned off chrome prevents that necessary popup from happening. Web developers seem to be just a step above chimps mashing on a keyboard these days.
Very good look at something I will never do. I’m not built for it but it’s great to learn about something new to me.
I get my adrenaline from praying that my 1” of tire contact will prevent me from diving off the cliff on the low side in a corner.
It’s too late to point out that friction is independent of surface area; maybe tomorrow.
Friction is critical, but the small area is disconcerting. When your car tire encounters a small road contaminant like a flat stone or squirrel guts you have an area of 4 x 12” to continue to contact the road. A motorcycle tire has only two small areas of those quarter sized spots, if one looses all friction for a brief moment it’s skidsville.
Friction, surface area, skidsville… these have to be euphemisms.
Voting tomorrow? If I were running for office, I’d make sure this was my campaign music .
/find me in 2020
I’m reading your post with Breaking The Law playing in the background. Coincidence? I think not.
Also, you’re up late tonight. Is safety taking a day off in Ohio tomorrow?
I had an issue with chili. I should have been in bed 3 hours ago.
Sorry to hear that. Try large doses of Pepto Bismol. Feel better.
I think this would be my campaign song. If I ran again.
I’m gonna guess that’s often your theme song.
I was thinking you should use this one before any debate,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UGTXMST87fQ
https://www.wral.com/suicide-raises-florence-death-toll-to-41-in-north-carolina/17972184/
Lies, damn lies, and statistics. Nothing like massaging the data.
That is stretching it a bit isn’t it?
Now that I’m sober, I read the article.
Fantastic. ?
I am dissappointed my district did not offer many write in options.
Last time I recall voting was in Minnesota and all I did was write ins.
So I went to my local beer jobber last night to see if there were any Canadian Breakfast Stout available and he says no, then proceeds to explain the falling out he had with the Founder’s distributor and how that severely impacts the product he is able to get from them. I was about to chide him for letting personal issues prevent people from giving him money but he handed me a bottle of 8 Maids-A-Milking, the 2015 release in the 12 Days of Christmas series. My eyes lit up; I was under the impression that I had finished his entire stock over the summer and would never see this brew again. I really want to pack it away and age it for a few more years but I also REALLY want to drink it now. Sigh…
I have severely cut back my drinking, but I grabbed six of these yesterday. Good stuff. Since I can’t consume as much as I want, I decided to drink good beer for awhile.
I used to do a lot of climbing. However, the last time I did this, about a year and 3 months ago, I ended up tearing all the muscles and damaging my rotator cuff in the one arm I have that thanks to an old military injury can pop in and out of the socket if I am not careful. I had been pushing myself real hard for stupid reasons and found myself hanging from a ledge and being dead tired. Figured I would just hang for a bit and catch my breath, but over extended the arm, popped it out of the socket, then tore all the muscles. Took me 6 months of real hard working out to get the arm back in working order (fuck that surgery and 9-12 months of rehab crap), and I now have almost complete mobility in the arm. I do admit that I am careful lifting heavy stuff to make sure I don’t pop the arm out, but as is obvious my climbing days (like my running days due to a knee & hip problem caused by the same “accident” that wrecked my shoulder/arm issue) are over. I miss all that stuff..