It's been a long time...
Portland rules.
House is so awesome.
Here are a few pictures courtesy of Adam and his big digital camera!
Chicken Coop:
My friend Rachel:
Me and Lady Clucksly:
Our Front Yard. We are continually removing more concrete to plant more food.
Our backyard:
Adam takes good pictures. Jonah takes good stuff.
I went up Mt. Hood with my friend Keith Hill the day before last. It was deep. It was just us two, after leaving a third party on the Palmer Glacier due to insufficient conditioning/experience/etc.
We made such good time. Left the parking lot at 2:15 AM, hit the Hogsback and started up the Pearly Gates variant before the sun was hitting the cauldera. This was my first time with the Pearly Gates. So fun. Crossing the bergschrund was cool. One nice blind corner move with some nasty exposure. THen while making our way up 60 degree ice, we found all the rime ice to dissolve into nothingness and leave us with exposed rock. This led to some very cool mixed climbing (crampons on rock nubbins, stemming against 3 ft wide chute icewalls). Then we topped out at 9 am, with the best weather possible. Ate a cookie, then descended unroped via the Old Chute. I was feeling so fit and confident and coordinated. It was great. Surrender and relaxation and experience.
Since we were heading down so early, we were able to glissade 3/4ths of the way back to the car. This meant over 5,000 vertical feet descended in about 2 hrs. Ideal. (Glissading is just sliding down a glacier on your butt with your ice axe as a rudder/brake).
Here are some highlights.
This is at the top of the Pearly Gates route. Not very good to detail the route, but pretty.
Summit picture with Keith "King of the" Hill. The bulge in my jacket is my very very frozen waterbottle. Or a gun.
Summit Shoutouts!!
Hood Shoutouts from B8D8X9D on Vimeo.
Ken Burns effect Attempt:
Hood Ken Burns Attempt from B8D8X9D on Vimeo.
Thats kindof it for now.
House is so awesome.
Here are a few pictures courtesy of Adam and his big digital camera!
Chicken Coop:
My friend Rachel:
Me and Lady Clucksly:
Our Front Yard. We are continually removing more concrete to plant more food.
Our backyard:
Adam takes good pictures. Jonah takes good stuff.
I went up Mt. Hood with my friend Keith Hill the day before last. It was deep. It was just us two, after leaving a third party on the Palmer Glacier due to insufficient conditioning/experience/etc.
We made such good time. Left the parking lot at 2:15 AM, hit the Hogsback and started up the Pearly Gates variant before the sun was hitting the cauldera. This was my first time with the Pearly Gates. So fun. Crossing the bergschrund was cool. One nice blind corner move with some nasty exposure. THen while making our way up 60 degree ice, we found all the rime ice to dissolve into nothingness and leave us with exposed rock. This led to some very cool mixed climbing (crampons on rock nubbins, stemming against 3 ft wide chute icewalls). Then we topped out at 9 am, with the best weather possible. Ate a cookie, then descended unroped via the Old Chute. I was feeling so fit and confident and coordinated. It was great. Surrender and relaxation and experience.
Since we were heading down so early, we were able to glissade 3/4ths of the way back to the car. This meant over 5,000 vertical feet descended in about 2 hrs. Ideal. (Glissading is just sliding down a glacier on your butt with your ice axe as a rudder/brake).
Here are some highlights.
This is at the top of the Pearly Gates route. Not very good to detail the route, but pretty.
Summit picture with Keith "King of the" Hill. The bulge in my jacket is my very very frozen waterbottle. Or a gun.
Summit Shoutouts!!
Hood Shoutouts from B8D8X9D on Vimeo.
Ken Burns effect Attempt:
Hood Ken Burns Attempt from B8D8X9D on Vimeo.
Thats kindof it for now.
posted by tim at 4:20 PM 
COMMENTS:
Adam said: talltom slangin on that summit. Fuck basecamp, this hustler goes all the way. Any cat in the hustle knows: if you let your weight down, even for a minute, the myriad of vultures, rats, and street wolves won't hesitate to step up where you fell short, leaving you in the gutters with the rest of them simpletons. Pushers go to the tip top. So proud of you T. You've reached the juncture between heaven and earth, communion with the gods (who are most definitely hooded).
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