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Quotes Time is money. But money can't replace time. Q: What do you do when you find a climbing guide at the door?
The good news is that, while some are smarter/faster/stronger than others and always will be, we are all equal in our capacity for courage. We all have an infinite supply of it. No limit. It's just a matter of doing the right thing, of saying "yes" rather than "no" at certain times, of not quitting at others. This is why, when the mess hits the fan, you see "average" folks doing amazing things. "Why gamble with money when you can gamble with your life?" a partner once said to me in Vegas. > "The recognition that you need a second pair of shoes marks your transition from beginning climer to intermediate climer." Good god! What happens when the tally hits seven pair? My guess, sadly based on some personal experience, is that it marks something like the transition from delusional beginning climber to hopeless wannabe wank. > all good sarcasm is easily misinterpreted as deep philosophy No, no! It's the other way. Also, here's my formula for quantifying trad ascent style, which saves me from bickering on r.c about it: Frig rating = (number grade + cumulative letter grades)/(number of attempts) Modifier =
Placed gear off your "standard rack" on lead: 2.0 Read the gear beta in the guide: 1.5 Scoped the gear on rappel: 1.0 Racked pieces in order on your harness: 0.9 Wrote gear notes on duct tape adjacent to the crack: 0.8 Pinkpoint: 0.75 Score = Frig rating * Modifier I like to fall with my arms and feet spread slightly to create a stable slide and pushing all the limbs off the rock slightly in quick motions as if I were handling something red hot. This keeps me oriented feet down while protecting me from road rash or flipping over on small ledges I teach beginners this simple rule: If you are unsure that the rope reaches the ground or the next anchors, let someone else go down first. I only climb my keyboard because I can type 5.11 a lot easier than I can lead it. "Eric D. Coomer" >This has been covered before but needs reiterating. It's not a beer belly,
it's an alpine belly and it's use and effectiveness is well documented.
> Which of course begs the question, "How do you mark the middle of your fat?"
If you knew Eric, the answer would be obvious...pierce it.
Climb like a girl. Pee like a guy.
Batten when used on this newsgroup is a nouned verb,
(Americans can verb any word, as David so
percievingly kastrupped in another thread, and in this
case a noun has been verbed and then renowned, the mid-
point of this permutation being found in the dictionary)
meaning "1a: to grow fat: thrive by feeding
b: to feed gluttonously, to glut oneself" and
in particular, "2: to grow prosperous: thrive
esp. at the expense or to the detriment of
another"
Every time significant tools have been developed in alpinism, making
the extant cutting-edge climbs into mainstream classics, there have
been those who have decried the developments, claiming that such tools
take the adventure out of the sport. Other individuals, with perhaps
more vision or imagination, or perhaps just a greater need for the new
tools, have taken the tools, developed skills and techniques beyond
the old school, and opened up whole new worlds of the possible.
To which of these two camps of thought belongs the greater sense of
adventure? That new technology can and will be used to bring the
mountains down to a low but democratic mean; Or that enchantment with
the improbable, the search for the barely-possible, is furthered with
each stride forward into the unknown?
If you have ever been on a back-country ledge without a
laminated/certified/a-ok belay card, you KNOW how lonely that can be.
This ng isn't as scary as I thought, and only a little
scarier than that first lead.
Buying boots by mail order is akin to slotting hexcentrics into a layback
crack. You're likely to soon wish you had seen the fit with your own eyes
before you had to commit to it.
During the qualifying round I heard the
contestant ahead of me introduced, "Hardest redpoint: 5.14 b, hardest
on-sight: 5.13c" (Geoff Weigand). The contestant after me, "Hardest
redpoint: K2" (Greg Child).
You should replace your harness for a variety of reasons as they
occur. One reason would be upon your tenth redpoint failure due to the
gear loop arrangement being "crappy", the leg loops being "too stiff"
or the harness having an ugly color pattern that "just threw me off."
Another occasion for harness replacement is if a climber is stricken
with Dulap's Disease (hypertrophy of the fat lining of the abdomen).
Usually a larger harness size clears up this problem, but new/prettier
colors can also help eleviate symptoms. Otherwise, replace when it
starts looking like your underwear (holes, worn spots, faint smell of
cabbage).
But riddle me this...Say some hot shot team comes across that route, and want
to free it. They frigg the route to death incorporating the bad juju line, then
send it, clean the route and take the rope home with them. Does that make them:
A. Route Poachers
Week 1: Buy a carton of cigarettes, a case of your favorite genera of
malt liquor, a nose-clip and a stairmaster. Consume all
consumables/combustibles, place nose-clip on nose then begin workout
on stairmaster at lowest setting until you puke (simulates AMS).
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Week 2: increase intake of alcohol and cigs, rachet up stairmaster to
nest highest level.
Week 3: see above. Repeat as necessary. Remind yourself that this is
"fun."
Week 4: those thoughts of bouldering? Forget them. Its for wusses.
Get back on that stairmaster. Suffering builds character dammit.
Rockclimbing, for me, is liking making Love to the Stone... for that I
like to take some clothes off and be comfortable.
Chapter 6: Routefinding? Shmoutfinding!
Personally, I cannot tell the difference between 5.0 and 5.1, or 5.14c and 5.14d. I suspect that no climber can do both.
Routes rate me, not the other way around.
When penalty slack is greater than the distance to the ground, the FF becomes irrelevant.
So if you're gonna argue about bolts on crags, dump the elitest attitude. People who crag a lot, and care about what happens to
their crags, are not going to listen (and should not listen!) to someone who considers their sport to be mere training for something bigger
and better.
I suspect that the ability to slackline well is similar to the ability to hacky-sack well. It demonstrates only that the person in question
has no job
Even the descent was fraught with sucking.
The only way you can do something in the style of the FA is by climbing something new.
Guy cleanching gear in teeth == much hotter than guy clenching floss in
butt.
Yoga is a system, scientifically proven to boost your
climbing ability significantly. Why do you think you always see that
Guru figure sitting on the top of the mountain? You think he/she got
there by enlightenment.
I think the number 1 sport is watching the corn grow.
and that's Iowa City
Right after all this crap was posted- I went out and bought a pen and
FINALLY marked the middle of my rope (been meaning to do that for years).
If I die, make fun of me please...
It's more interesting
than my other daytime activity, which closely resembles the million
monkeys theory applied to software development.
The gear or practices that we argue about are
rarely the real cause of accidents. More dangerous are inattention,
fatigue, ego, and bad karma.
I believe that driving is more risky. The rock is never drunk, or
on a cell-phone, or reaching into the back seat to smack a kid.
Gravity is always there, of course, but it's not going 30mph
at one time and driving a semi-truck at 80mph another.
the rock didn't have as many holds as he thought, and they weren't as close
together as he thought (I'm pretty sure I've been in the same place come
to think of it.)
In most parts of France, they climb "French Free." In Chamonix they
climb "French Expensive."
this reminds me of the other day, when I and some friends went
cragging as a threesome. We wanted to tick off the local classics,
"Right Away", "Next", and "After That". The climbers were
Felix F. You,
Alan B. Who,
and myself.
Who asked if you wanted to lead right away, and he said no, he wanted
to lead next, and I said right away? and he said no, you can do right
away after that, and I was confused and asked who wants to climb next,
and you said no, but he did, but not right away. I said that was
perfect because I wanted to climb right away, but he could climb next
and who could climb after that, and you said nobody. I didn't know
what you meant but he was racking up. I said hey who said you could
lead next and who said no I didn't and you said i'm not climbing next
I'm climbing right away and you will climb after that.
I don't know
any PNW climbers (and very few hikers) that ever plan on
having fires, except when car camping.
Most of the time you can't hardly get anything up here to
burn anyway, and then in July and August you can't get it to
stop burning.
>I can envision yet another
needless accident in the making (discussing rappelling off a car bumper as shown in a commercial)
If someone dies trying to emulate a car commercial, how is that
needless?
I wish I'd have read your post before I tried this particular manuever! I'm
just breaking into the sport of adventure rappelling and I recently pulled
up to a very similar cliff to the one in the commercial. I tied off to the
bumper and started leaning back to begin my rap... when, I swear to god the
whole truck started rolling towards me. Seems I'd left the bastard in
NEUTRAL and it was now a 2000 pound anchor tied to me! Thinking quickly I
plugged a couple cams into cracks at my feet and when the Exterra eventually
rolled over me (ouch) I was safetly anchored to the wall. Having to cut the
truck loose from my harness was pretty tough emotionally. I'd just got the
thing and had yet to insure it... so I was looking at quite a loss.
Yeah, to answer your question, I cut it loose.
Just goes to show, put your emergency brake on each time, EVERY TIME.
I have an automatic transmission so I don't have to set the parking brake. Do
I?
No, but you do need to make sure the transmission is in R, for "rappell".
It's all fun and oneness with nature until you realize you can't have
diarrhea and vomit at the same time without an extra bucket.
Only those who lack it use the adjective "excess" in front of
testosterone.
>SEEMS LIKE EVERYONE IS REAL FRIENDLY IN HERE.
Please send me your filter settings.
I knew that Jenny wanted her Diamond, and she'd said so enough times before.
Most wives want a diamond, some want it big, but the one she wanted is 600
meters tall
Hey I just wanted to warn all of you climbers out there that I have been
dropped more than 3 meters, and may be prone to catastrophic failure while
belaying.
Backing off a climb is not failure.
Not surviving is failure.
Bolts...I never felt right drilling 'em, but I never felt bad clippin'
em.
I had a good time in the same sort of way as when you're done hitting yourself in the nuts with a bar of soap in a sock.
I view a belayer with a grigri the same as I do a webtv user -- very suspiciously.
You are right. A Munter hitch would have worked much better. I could have used one, but being an engineer opted for the more complex device.
Some modern biners do not suit such use [biner brake], but most mod D's can clip together quicker than a Lord Slime flame war.
What an odd sport we inhabit, where bits of obscure rock in remote locations are recognizeable.
We've spewed a lot here about how "good' one can get at your age. Decide what "good" means to you. Ratings may have little to do with it. How hard you end up pulling by your fingertips is far less than important than making friends at the crag, developing rapport with great partners, eating good food after a day on sunny rock, and enjoying the sights and smells that go with climbing.
Remember that time spent on a rock climb isn't subtracted from your life span.
I think the problem is how to make it easier for Us to climb, without
increasing the number of Them.
if one more person says to me, "Wow, you climb,
and you don't have a boyfriend?" I'm gonna hurl. What am I supposed
to say in response to that: "Well, I have a really lousy personality?"
> LOL. You think there's a microprocessor in a head lamp???!!!
why would that be a wacky thing to have in your headlamp? chips are in
everything these days. my freaking poptart gave me a bad sector alert
this morning.
THINK OUTSIDE THE DIAMOND
the ground is a harsh spotter
Flames and Flamewars
Tribloc, n.pl. [origin unknown]. rec.climbing thread characterized
by exceptional length but thin content. Often begun by a beginner's
technique question that draws self-confident but questionable advice
from another poster. Continues indefinitely with attacks & defense,
as onlookers experience deepening fatigue.
>Man, why you always gotta be so down on Adrian.
You don't find it humorous that after a long absence, he returns to r.c, posts
one line, and it's wrong?
Crusty flakes and fine cheese. Don't you ever stop whining, or even shut
up? I hate soft cream cheesy bean-sprouting
mealy-mouthed tyrants who do nothing but whine about intolerance.
I think you love rocks so much that they've replaced your brain.
Here's the thing. You'd like to talk about yourself and what
swell stuff you've climbed lately. Well, who wouldn't? As it
turns out, we have a format in which that sort of spray is
acceptable. It's called a TR. In a TR, every other word can be
"I" and the words in between can be numbers representing how rad
you are, though it's a time-honored tradition to throw in a few
sentences about how afraid you were that you *weren't* going to
[insert heroic deed here] before getting to the part about how
you do.
Your trouble is that you're trying to disguise your spray as RFIs
or attempts at actual human conversation and no one is fooled.
It is quite possible to say "Now that I climb outside so often I
find that I absolutely suck at gym climbing and since I'm having
a miserable time there, what with everyone snickering at me and
falling off of things I think I should be able to do, I'm asking
myself why I spend the money on a gym membership when I can go to
rec.climbing and get snickered at for free" without mentioning a
single number.
This thread reminds me of why the Silent Partner was invented.
<flame thrower>
How dare you!!!! I wouldn't waste cat piss on you and you are INSANE. What
planet are you from, you wanker!?
</flame thrower>
in this group I believe <flamethrower> has no closing tag.
Please exit throuth the "Loser" door and accept our Climbing Physics 101
Text book as a consolation prize (you need it).
It's like the Tour de France. Superhuman feats of endurance. One
marvels how long trained sportsmen are able to keep up. Of course,
the Tour de France is one large round course, whereas our contestants
here are covering their distance mostly by repeatedly going in small
circles.
Take your chisled, over-bolted routes and puny boulder problems and go
have an epic finding a vegan meal in Thailand.
Please spend an hour reading through the posts on this board. Then ask
yourself:
AN ODE TO NATE BECKWITH
I can only imagine the deprivation and loneliness you will feel from a lack
of human companionship when your 1000 free AOL hours run out.
Best Examples of Why Flame Wars Happen
What continent is New Zealand in- it's gotta be Australia, right? It
certainly isn't part of any other continent. And what about the game of Risk? Hmmm- it shows Indonesia as being
part of Australia. Not that Risk is the final word or anything
>Sue Hopkins wrote: People have gotten HAPE as low at
8000 feet.
Yes, Sue,
People have also drowned in spoonfuls of water. Do you have any
altitude experience? Doesn´t sound like it.
Good Answers to Bad Questions
>I am working on a research paper. My topic is, How Do Glaciers Move? Can you please tell me what you
know about the movement of glaciers?
Glaciers feel best when they have one movement per day. Some
glaciers do just fine with fewer movements, but when they
don't have movements for a long time the result can be quite
bad. Glaciers which move much more frequently tend to have
loose and soft terminal moraines (also called rock piles).
Glacial movement is almost always associated with the
release of water. But sometimes glaciers release water
without experiencing a movement.
> I have managed to get my hands on some second hand rock climing stuff,
looks
like good gear,stripey ropes, I have even got one of those chalk pouches.
Im all set for a good crag, one thing before I set off, how do you get
your
rope to the top of the rock you are about to climb.
What gear did you get with the rope - a grappling hook or a bolt gun?
Grappling hooks are the easiest option for beginners, as they do not involve
explosives (which can be unstable if exposed to sunlight). You can get a
decent length throw out of them by holding the rope about 1m away from the
hook and spinning the hook around before you launch, like a slingshot.
Before climbing the rope, remember to clip anything else shiny and metallic
to your harness, it's much safer that way and it looks cool too.
If you got a gun I would suggest going for a training course, as has been
suggested. Try it out first though, that way you'll get the best value for
money on your course. One good place for doing this is on a big slab at the
left hand end of Froggatt as there aren't many cracks there (which don't
make very good bolt placements). Fire the first bolt in at head height,
pull up and clip yourself to it, then repeat the process until you get to
the top.
Most Annoying Threads
Note to Zaumen (was Braille Book Accident)
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How tough is climbing in comparison to....
Climb Off Tips for more slothful slogging
The Jason Experience (eBay listing is gone, but here's a copy of the graphic)
Best Trolls
It took me many years but I have gained access to the root account and
have removed the user God.
Dawn gets trolled by Batten: Retarded Children and Climbing
Todd calls me up at work.
Him: I see you bit on that retarded children troll.
I can see his point, so I go back and look at the post again.
Stoney Point?!! Trolled. I call him back.
Me: Damn it, you're right. How could I have missed the Stoney
Point reference?
In Memorium - Mike Sofranko
So is the accomplishment *finding* the excellent and/or moderate
route, or *climbing* the route? I'd say the finding (and
establishing), and I think that is what should be recognized.
Accomplishments need to be recognized - that is a big motivating
factor. Let's recognize the true accomplishment. I equate "mobility" with "freedom." I'd
say that many aspects, good and bad, of our society today resulted at least in part
from the interstate system. Everything is interconnected, and nothing is free. TR: The Grand Teton - Exum Ridge
In Memorium - John Carey
Belaying a fellow climber is not a job to be taken lightly. At times
it can be difficult to keep the leader in view, but it's the belayer's
responsibility to safegaurd their partner. Try to pick a belay stance
that allows you to relax your head against a tree or the rock. If your
unable to do this, rolling your neck down occasionally will keep the
kinks out.
Try to stay comfortable, afterall this is suppose to be fun, but stay
attentive. Don't limit yourself in anyway, go out and climb every
where you can and enjoy.
Long Quotes
forwarded email posted by Scott Grimes
From my perspective I see 3 scenarios:
1. Joe definitely wants to go and we all plan a trip for late June. (Not a
problem, but this prevents me from vacationing with my sister and her
family,
and I just want to make sure that if we schedule a trip in June to work
around
Joe's schedule that he is definitely going to show up).
2. Joe decides to pass, but you decide you want to go. Then we could head
out in
either May or June. If it worked, I would try to get there in early May,
perhaps.
3. Both you and Joe decide to pass, and I leave your poor bastards behind to
choke your chickens in front of your big screen TVs in your warm houses with
your pretty wives and fancy cars, while I end up spending a week in some of
the most stunning alpine settings in the country, trying to enjoy and be
thankful for every breath of every day, kicking steps, slurping down some
ramen noodles thinking this is the best food I've ever tasted, feeling the
security that comes with driving my axes in hard, front pointing, working on
my French technique up a 40 degree slope, clipping in to a rope at 2:30 a.m.
to start the final summit ascent (and trying to hide from my companions the
hard on that this clip-in triggers), turning off my headlamp and finding my
way up the mountain by the light of the full moon reflecting off the snow,
hanging my arse out over the edge of a glacial moat watching my turds drop
down 50 feet while watching the sun rise and feeling the early morning cold
rush up my sphincter,
sucking in the smells of a fresh fart in my tent, soaking up the warmth of
the sun at 10,000 feet, pulling my parka hood tighter to fight off the
piercing wind that whips down from high on the glacier, peering down into a
100-foot crevasses seeing layers of snow from probably 30 years ago,
drinking ice cold glacial melt when my mouth is parched , glissading down
the warming slopes as I descend from a successful summit attempt, watching
the marmots scurry across the glacier in the early morning hours and the
ravens circling above, plotting how they'll steal the food out of my pack,
watching the sun rise over a distant peak and feeling the morning chill
disappear as the sun climbs higher in the sky, watching the sun drop behind
a peak stealing the day's warmth with it, seeing more stars in the sky than
I ever thought existed, looking around from the summit and seeing jagged
snow-covered peaks in every direction I look and thinking that there must
be a higher power behind all of this.
Or it could rain for a week straight while my chilled-to-the-bone,
rain-soaked,
aching body drags a 50-pound pack up the mountain for 8 hours a day.
Either way, I'm enjoying it.
The truth about microfractures by Ardito Gersen
You know I have discovered the truth about dropped gear. It is not
microfractures or any other such crap that can cause it to fail.
Actually when the gear is dropped the universe has , for a
microsecond, to face an incongruent situation. IT expected you to
drop, not the gear. During that microsecond it takes for IT to adjust
some of the common laws of Physics get suspended in a small area
around the gear. The gear then does not "exist" anymore. Instead it
enters a Schrodingen Kitten state of probable/improbable existence.
It is during that period with the gear quickly fluctuating among
dimensions that it becomes possessed by demons. Yes, you have read
that correctly. DEMONS!!. They intertwine with the gear and it is
those demons trying to get out that cause the so called
"microfractures".Man you gotta be really careful because your rack may
now be a demon nest. All you can do now is:
A) Destroy the gear, to prevent the demons from causing any harm.
Dropping it into a volcano seems to be fashionable again due to the
influence of major Hollywood productions but I suggest an easier
solution just dig a hole in the ground, put the gear in, cover with an
adequate amount of thermite. Ignite a magnesium initiator on top of
the pile. Watch the demons burn!
B) Exorcise the demons. Contact the local representative of the Roman
Catholic Church, make sure that the Exorcist , if they send one, is
properly authorized by the local bishop,. There is only one authorized
Exorcist by dioceses and he has to be appointed by the bishop. Wannabe
exorcists are likely to compound the problem. If they are unavailable
or too busy you can try the Shamanic method described below:
- Take off your clothes.
-Use a Sharpie to mark the middle of your belly. But do it a few
inches above or below true center , this is to avoid Demons to focus
on your center. You will appear to them as a blur and if they try to
posses you they are likely to come to the end of you and slip off.
Unless they knot your ends first.
-Cover the rest of your body with mysterious signs and inscriptions.
They may read things like CE, EN 7306, 22KN, T, DMM, 9<-> etc... those
are there to protect you against the demons entering your body, the
more you have the better.
-Cover yourself with lubricant oil, lest you get stuck in a different
dimension.
-Using a rope make a circle in the ground around the gear. Drive five
expansion bolts into the ground at regular intervals. now the demons
are contained. They have also took some of the qualities of the gear
and they now hate fixed stuff.
-Light fires around the circle. Attach headlamps to the top of ski
poles and direct their beams towards the gear.
-Put a tape of "Macarena" into a tape and play in a loop as loud as
you can!
-Get drunk and stoned ( you do not need instructions for this)
-Run around the circle dancing with a bottle in one hand and an old
issue of Rock and Ice on the other chanting the following formula:
"Get the fuck outta my gear you assholes!!" or any other ranting of
your liking, to the rhythm of the music.
-Remember to fart as much as you can . That is to prove to the demons
that you are a Tue Climber (tm). For an explanation of this do a
Google search for "farts climber". If possible ignite a few of the
farts (you do not need instructions for this either).
-Keep on drinking!!
-Shit into plastic bags and toss them at the gear while crying "MUD
BAT!! MUD BAAAAAT!! INCOMING!!"
-Read excerpts from the Rock and Ice mag (this is truly unbearable
for the demons)
-Collapse, be taken to the ER. Wake up. Stay in a mental institution
for a while. Be released (hopefully)
You can now use your gear without any fear, the demons have been now
expelled to the nether regions where they lived before.
I hope you find this helpful, let us know how it all went!
S grades by Andy Cairns
"The general intent of the S grade is not unlike the British E grades."
"It is the job of the S grade to give a realistic overall rating that
considers all the factors that could prevent a successful lead."
Or:
My copy includes:
Born Free, Nightmare Rock, * S3 5.10d, Now Aid
And:
The Puking Gecko, Grand Wall, *** S9 5.12d/e 712m
1. 27m Start from halfway across the flake traverse on the second
pitch of Univ. Wall. Reverse the previous 4 moves, heel-hooking
the blood-stained crystal at the roof lip to gain the vertical featureless
face. Easier climbing leads from here to the two-bashie belay. 5.12b
(7PA)
2. 35m If you know the correct sequence, this is 5.6 on jugs. If not,
this becomes a 5.12a overhanging bombay flare chimney with no
protection. Hint: use a foot switch at 16m.
3. 56m 5.11c Inscrutable face climbing and continuously strenuous
knee-bars. The final moves are the crux and are unprotected, but no
problem as you must untie from the rope to finish the pitch anyway.
Brilliant.
4. 37.5m 5.12d/e At this point, the second must rappel the route
while the leader engages in deep-breathing exercises. By imaging
the most audacious, splendid, bold, and, yes, intimidating free-
climbing possible, the crux is transcended and the climber awakes
to find him(or her)self clinging unroped to the crux moves of
Zombie Roof, only 350m above a talus slope. This is surmounted
by pinching a leaf. Splendid. Bold.
FFR Peder Ostrich 1984
Pad People in the Chocolate Factory by Nathan Sweet
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-do
What would you do if your landing is hard?
all
the
time....
(basso) I don't like the look of it..
Oompa, Loompa, doom-pa-dee-da
Bolts Again by Mark Cato
I've heard a lot of folks here say that retrobolting shouldn't have any
impact on the route. "If you don't like it, don't clip it." Things to
that effect. I'm a gumby compared to most folks here, but I have respect
for those who came before me.
I live in Pittsburgh, which has some great old architecture. Near the
intersection of 5th and Shady there was a pair of stone mansions. One was
purchased and renovated a few years back. In the process, the new owners
ripped the soul from the house, tacked on modern additions, and left just
enough of the old facade to remind you of the house's former beauty. It
would have been better to just go to bare earth and start over.
How's that relate to climbing? Bolting an established route is modifying
an old house. These routes and houses are a tangible link to our past,
that can be experienced by current and future generations as long as they
are preserved. If you remodel all the old houses, if you retrobolt all the
old routes put up in bold style, you're doing a disservice to the
community. While there are plenty of old houses and routes, should we sit
idly by while more and more are modernized? If the day comes when I just
bring quickdraws to Seneca, or when every house looks like it was built
last week, won't something be irretrievably lost? Sure, I can sit down and
show my nephew pictures of old houses, or how a route existed originally.
I'd rather be able to show him.
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