Travels with dog

August 7, 2007 at 10:39 am (Climbing, General)

(or things to remember when camping for the first time with a dog)
The milliner and I headed down to the Adirondacks this past weekend to do a bit of climbing and relaxation. Naturally, we brung the boxer. Things I noted and vow to always keep in mind:

  • Small though it is, the Echo can still fit two humans, a mid-sized dog, camping gear, climbing gear, pillows (what?), a Coleman stove, and everything else.
  • While it’s nice to think that your dog can sleep in the tent with you, always remember that boxers have, um, flatulence. Bad flatulence. Imagine sleeping over a leaky septic tank.
  • City dogs love huge fields. Don’t expect to see the dog for a few hours, as she will be off, running wind sprints through the tall grass.
  • If you haven’t climbed in a while, don’t just throw your gear bag into the car. Because? Nothing sucks more than hiking up the trail with a 40-lb bag on your back, sortng out your gear, and then realising that you left your harness back in the city. Hike back out, get in car, drive a while to the store, buy another harness, drive and hike back.
  • Boxers can’t climb rocks. They slip and fall over backward.
  • When your dog jumps into a lake for the first time in its life, be prepared to jump in after it, fully clothed. There is nothing more frightening than watching a dog struggling, its head underwater for what seems like an eternity.

Can’t wait to go back.

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Some day

April 6, 2007 at 2:29 pm (Climbing)

Oh yes, some day soon.

Anyone want to join me?
(Thanks to The Piton.)

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What I wouldn’t do

December 7, 2006 at 7:24 pm (Climbing)

To be here.

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Perfect Execution

November 7, 2006 at 7:40 pm (Climbing)

Chris Sharma better look out. This (link shamelessly stolen from my bro) is my 4-year-old nephew, showing how to get your feet to a foothold above your head.
Notice the flag? Notice the amazing mantle? Notice the straight-arm technique? Hard core. Hard. Core. Then again, he was doing knee-bars at the age of one.

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Can someone pass me the Krazy Glu?

October 7, 2006 at 9:14 pm (Climbing)

This is why I don’t boulder. Same movement, over and over. All the pressure on one single finger pad. The skin eventually explodes. In all the time that I’ve been climbing, I’ve never had a flapper. First time for everything, I guess.
Luckily, a couple bucks worth of Krazy Glu should seal that sucker right up.

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Is this a getting-old thing?

June 5, 2006 at 2:37 pm (Climbing)

I’m at the cliffs yesterday with some friends, for a day of climbing. Chatting with the friends, I’m sitting down, swatting at the mosquitos and taking off my shoes. Bla bla bla, talking along, hook my thumb into my sock to remove it, when all of a sudden this massive pain eminates from my hand.
It seems that the sock got hooked on the heel and, without realising it, I hyperextended my thumb. I’m enough of a target of derision among my friends, that this latest incident simply added fuel to that fire, thank you very much. Regardless, I shrug off the continuous barbs and spend the rest of the day climbing. End of the day, hike back down to the car and drive back to the city. Pretty stinky by this point, what with the smell of repellent, sweat, fear, etc. Jump in the bath and wash off the grime. Look down at my hand and realise that what I thought was dirt was actually bruising. Bruising! I must have burst some vessels there. There’s no pain, but it’s weird nonetheless.

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Weekend update

January 30, 2006 at 4:56 pm (Climbing)

The weather is warm, there’s not enough snow to either cross-country or downhill ski, everything is melting. What to do, what to do?
I know, let’s don sharp pointy things on our hands and feet and go climb crumbling waterfalls! It’s a plan!

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You don’t see that every day

January 6, 2006 at 9:02 pm (Climbing)

I was at the gym the other day, doing a few laps on the wall. I was talking to some friends, when suddenly we hear a guy screaming at his girlfriend, “Descends-moi! Christ, niaiseuse, descends-moi t’suite!”
“Whatever,” thinks I, “just another small-dicked macho gym climber treating his doormat girlfriend like shit.” They’re a dime a dozen, and can usually be found strutting around and struggling up moderate routes. They appear and disappear like dust bunnies. But no, we look over and notice that his left arm. Is dangling. Just dangling. Seems he popped his shoulder. Yeah, ouch.
He’s limping around, in obvious pain, clutching his arm, trying to lift it, etc. Seems he has experience with this. He pulls his arm up and, realising he’s going to pop in back in place, we turn away. Unfortunately, we still heard the loud “cra-pop!” Thanks for that.
Now, I’m not the one to suggest that folks with certain physical, um, conditions not engage in certain sports, but when you’re doing something that can put all your weight onto your weakest spot? Yeah, not a good idea.

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I’m sorry, that wasn’t the correct response

October 28, 2005 at 1:48 pm (Climbing)

Met up at the gym last night with a some guy from the internet (mmm, men of the internet, I’d go online with them any day) to do some climbing. There’s the usual preamble beforehand, how long you been climbing?, what kind of climbing?, checking out each other’s set-up, do you like the rope slack or tight (this all sounds so dirty), etc.
So, at one point I tell him that if I fall, I’m probably going to pull him off his feet, what with my weight and gravity and all that physics 101 stuff. He doesn’t believe me, so I ask him his weight, which was healthy for a 6-foot-something strapping young fellow such as himself. “Yeah, you know I probably outweigh you,” I answered. To which he replied, “Oh, probably.”
Dude??? Thanks for the validation. Besides, I’m working on it!

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Can someone pass me the Krazy Glu?

October 7, 2005 at 12:07 pm (Climbing)

This is why I don’t boulder. Same movement, over and over. All the pressure on one single finger pad. The skin eventually explodes. In all the time that I’ve been climbing, I’ve never had a flapper. First time for everything, I guess.
Luckily, a couple bucks worth of Krazy Glu should seal that sucker right up.

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