Sunday, May 14, 2006

Enchanted Rock













Bunch of dumped pics from my bachelor party. Untraditional bachelor party. 4 dudes camping, climbing, drinking and not doing much of it till the last night, and no whores or strippers. Pretty fun though.

One of the most laid back climbing trips I've been on. Even more laid back than trips it rained cause your always itching when rain is keeping you off the rock. Start drinking and getting all sentimental about those long days, high up off the valley, on the rock. A majority of this was spent chilling on our asses, drinking a warm beer, shootin' the shit, and puffin' courage.

A picture of a problem not sent, but there was only one half harted try. A fall from it would actually mean a long roll down the dome or at least till you could stop yourself via friction.

Cave Crack, 5.6 splitter, old school 5.6, super esthetic line that even a hardman would enjoy, but probably sans rope, classic.

the everest guide scraping his way up a 5.8 crack.

petron and cubans. developed quite a taste for tequila since moving to tejas. big fan of the dirty mexican martini. that sounds real un pc but i mean dirty in that i like a bit of olive juice in there with the lime.

spent to much time hiking and getting lost in the dark. pretty funny since we had an everest guide with us. 4 guys including a professional mountain climbing guide are lost overnight on a trail frequented by overweight, bluejean and cowboy boot wearing, SUV driving, supersizing, Texans. Found dehydrated, disoriented, and hungry. One headlamp with dead batteries to blame. Moon not as dark as they thought.

What would Backpacker subscibers think?

Nothing like the frontcountry epic!

Saw Clinton and H.W. Bush speak at Tulane graduation this weekend. Pretty damn cool. But the jazz band was better. Somber music to celebration, classic. As a person who can begin to understand hydrogeologic situation New Orleans is in, all I can say is, "REBUILD!" Rebuild smart and make some tough decisions, decisions that mean ignoring politics and taking some holistic measures to manage the movement of the nations water through the delta. The cultural loss would be too great.

If any of you people who might read this have eaten at Crabby Jacks, rub that ole gut. There are places I've lived that I never though I would and never had the desire too live there. Those are the places I hold dearest in my experiences. My fondnest for New Oleans has grown fonder with every visit. The food, the flowers, the oak trees, the music, the people, is all wonderful and to be a part of New Oleans rebirth would be something unforgetable.

Peace, ya'll.

ljm

1 comment:

sda said...

dude, whats happening?

hot down there yet?

heeehheeeheeee