tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25808163477808362762024-03-04T21:28:25.712-08:00 Grant Rants and Vanessa Listens!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-23492792255182744672014-02-04T14:34:00.002-08:002014-02-04T14:47:21.071-08:00To all my ladies...It's been a while....which is how most of our blogposts start, well, because it has. <br />
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It's hard to write about something when you feel as if you have nothing to talk about.</div>
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<b>Here is a little summary of what's happened since we last posted:</b></div>
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I went on a trip to Bishop with the Bend Endurance Academy.</div>
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I went on a trip to Vegas with Julie and Brescia.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brescia, Julie, and I on top of Lotta Balls in Red Rocks Canyon.</td></tr>
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Grant went to South Dakota with his friend Geoff.</div>
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I went on a semi-solo trip to Wyoming.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kate and I in Wyoming.</td></tr>
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I came home and had the best summer of my life with Kat, a few horses, and a lot of wine.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kat and I this summer!</td></tr>
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Grant and I went on a trip to Vegas, then I went back a month later to climb with Kat.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kat in Vegas, photo by Rick Scharf</td></tr>
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I moved to Portland, started school, and now we are here...</div>
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But of course, this is not what I want to talk about.</div>
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<b>Here in Portland</b>, I have had a lot of time to reflect since Grant is still in Bend and I don't currently have a job or a lot of things going on. I have been thinking about the relationships that I have developed over the past few years and all the inspiring women that I have had the pleasure of being around, laughing, crying, baking, singing, pouring my heart out to. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Natalie, Crystal, and I after the first night we all hung out together. Ryan Palo photo</td></tr>
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Everywhere I move to (and I move a lot), I feel like I can at least find one woman to connect to but never have I felt the overwhelming support from so many at once. I always have a hard time connecting with women for some reason or another. Maybe, in the past few years something finally clicked. I have always heard about the importance of having girlfriends and blah, blah, blah but I have never understood that importance until now. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Andi, Cristina, (Drew), and I on ladies day!</td></tr>
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There is something about having a friend just look at you and you instantly start spilling your guts to them without them saying a word. <br />
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There is something about starting a friendship over Facebook that involves mostly baking recipes, deciding who is going to bring the wine, whose house you are going to destroy with flour, finding out that you will be baking with mostly camping gear, that we didn't buy enough marshmallow fluff and we'll need to figure out how if we can make it ourselves, or not reading the recipe and finding out we will need to hang out together for 6 hours in order for it all to get done.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jess, my BPIC (baking partner in crime), being a bad ass as always!! Mark Postle photo.</td></tr>
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There is something about being too afraid to call your friend, right after they move to Portland, because you're afraid you are going to suffocate them with your girl-love right away....Ellie. :)</div>
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I'm truly inspired by all the ladies in my life. Whether it be them going to school, buying a house and getting married, facing difficult life decisions, dealing or being in relationships, climbing, or whatever they are doing!<br />
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I just want to let all my ladies know that I love you, I miss you, I'm there for you, and I'm sorry that it took me so long to figure it out!!</div>
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Wow, it has been a while since there was a post that was even remotely interesting. It has been really hard to write anything this year and it's almost halfway done! <br />
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I was going to post a follow up on my 2012 goals a few months back but I was bummed that I didn't meet them. Let's just say last year was hard.<br />
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Here is a recap on what those goals were:<br />
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<b>-Latest Rage 12b (check),</b></div>
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<b>-Watt's Tots 12b (check),</b></div>
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<b>-Latin Lover 12a (check),</b></div>
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-<i>Doritos 12c (sent May 2013),</i></div>
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-<b>Full Heinous 12c (check)</b>,</div>
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<b>-Cool Ranch 12a (check),</b></div>
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-Vision 12b,</div>
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<b>-Energy Crisis 12b (check),</b></div>
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-Take a Powder 12a,</div>
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-Crack Babies 12b,</div>
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-Full Magic Light 12a,</div>
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-Made in the Shade 12c (crazy hard)</div>
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<b><i>I hope to climb into the 13 range this year as well</i></b></div>
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So that makes six on this list, not included but sent was: Planet Mechanic 12a, A Day in the Wife 12a (Riggins, ID), and Liquid Jade 12b = <i><b><span style="color: purple;">9 routes</span></b></i>. </div>
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Shortly after this <a href="http://grantrantsandvanessalistens.blogspot.com/2012/06/what-would-daisy-do.html" target="_blank">post</a> was written up, I lost complete motivation, which is ironic since it was about being inspired! I practically took the entire summer off of climbing and found something new, motivating, and helped me work out in a fun way.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-27885282563610745372013-02-21T14:51:00.001-08:002013-02-21T14:52:41.376-08:00#TBTHah! I found these awesome photos from a while ago today when I was looking for photos to redesign this bland blog, just thought I would share.<br />
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These are from one of my favorite First Fridays that Grant and I attended with friends, Jason Karn and <a href="http://ryanpalo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Ryan Palo</a>. Location: <a href="http://www.cowgirlcashbend.com/" target="_blank">Cowgirl Cash</a> which happens to be our favorite place to visit during this event!<br />
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Eventually, Grant will come back in true ranting form...I hope!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-17251834082845772242013-01-25T15:36:00.001-08:002013-01-25T15:36:44.170-08:00Nothing's going on...Grant's birthday is coming up, other than that nothing's really happening at the moment. <br />
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It's been a while since we posted anything. <br />
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Currently, Grant's best friend Will is in town and I have noticed quite the love-hate relationship with them. Mostly love. It's adorable. Will has been in Boston for quite some time now and let us know that his lack of fitness due school was in full effect and to recommend some short <b>"Rumneyesk*"</b> style routes so that he is not completely shut down. Grant ignored his request, thus putting Will on routes requiring a 70 meter rope in the park. Will was beginning to question his friendship with Grant and I of course got to laugh at both of their expense.<br />
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It appears that Will's payback towards Grant was to heckle (in front of Grant's "homies") and convince him that for $60 to shave his hair into a mullet. Grant being the man that I know at least, never backs down from a challenge. <br />
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For example, the <b>Cinnamon challenge</b>* here:<br />
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Granted, at this point he might have accepted the challenge to impress me...who knows.<br />
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Willem goes home tomorrow. Grant and I are both pretty sad about it but hopefully he will come back soon. *cough to live here cough*<br />
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Vocabulary-<br />
Rumneyesk - climbing routes that are shorter than 50 feet...very uncommon for Smith Rock.<br />
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Cinnamon challenge - take a tablespoon of cinnamon and try to eat it without drinking water.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-86012534396669962352012-09-06T23:15:00.001-07:002012-09-06T23:15:47.036-07:00Not so Disposable I love a good disposable camera, I love it when memories flash before your eyes at a moments notice because you are reminded that that moment was captured. I'm like a kid in a candy store, barely able to contain my excitement when opening my yellow envelope containing my forgotten moments. I can hardly make it out the door without shouting at Grant, "Ha! Look at this!!"<br />
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I just recently got a camera developed, here are some pictures.<br />
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What is awesome about this photo is how hard it was for Daniel to be away from Rachel. Even though we were out doing something we all loved, he insisted on making her apart of the experience.<br />
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I feel this blog has gone soft! It's titled Grant Rants and Vanessa Listens so where have all the rants been? Did they take a wrong turn at Albuquerque? Have I gone soft? Am I living a life where there are no complaints and nothing to truly rant about?<br />
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Even though I have a great life I seriously doubt I have nothing to complain about. There are things I see everyday that I rant about and tear down for one reason or another. The problem is I forget what it was that I was ranting about before I get back to the computer... Well times have changed and I remembered for once. <br />
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HOLLYWOOD HANS FLORINE!!!!@@##$$%YTERG$%^!!!<br />
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OK, I'm assuming that anyone that looks at climbing magazines or web sites has heard the news about the latest speed ascent of the nose in Yosemite CA. It's something that is seriously an endeavor that I could not do. Personally it would be amazing if I could get up the nose in a day and I would consider it a lifetime accomplishment. I by no means think I could do what these people do, but none the less I must fit the name of this blog and rant properly. Anyway after that on to the rant portion of this blog post<br />
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Hollywood Hans Florine. Isn't he from the bay area? How the hell did he get the Hollywood nick name? Shouldn't it be more like Haight Ashbury Florine or Golden Gate Florine? The nick name overall isn't my biggest complaint though. My biggest complaint involves the fact that no one seems to promote quite like Hans for these speed ascents, but no one has ever recruited as well as Hans.<br />
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I'm pretty sure I could get up the nose in around eight hours flat if I tied a rick shaw to the back of Alex Honnold and told him to pull my happy ass up the face. I could be drinking a mojito while getting pulled up the changing corners. Yuji Hiryama can probably do a one arm while freeing the great roof while I jug up the rope behind him. Basically Hans I feel has been brilliant in his choice of partners for this glorified boat race. He has chose the best yet somehow takes most of the credit. <br />
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Now its a call to arms. How about this idea. I convince Yuji and Alex to team up and work on the speed record. During there training I get super emaciated on a all mineral water and saltine diet(only rinse the water and never drink since water is heavy). On the day of the ascent I strap my emaciated ass to the back of Alex(of course there will be a Grant change over half way to where I will be on Yuji's back, don't want one of them to get to tired) and spur there fit crack climbing strong mo asses up the wall. During said ascent I will constantly be tweeting, facebooking, myspacing,carrier pigeoning(i think I made up a word), calling randoms, and also of course cheering my chariots on. Once we get to the top of course I will take credit for the awesome sauce speed record "WE" just got. Hey sponsors(and of course hot flashes) you know you want to pay for this endeavor so contact asap because spots are filling up.<br />
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Well the whoo train is coming got to go.<br />
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**WAIVER!** (Now let me start by stating that I could never climb the nose as fast or do half the things these "speed demons" do. Hans is I'm sure a awesome guy and if this ever gets back to him, I hope he gets that I can't do what he can do. It's not jealousy that has created this post but just observation.) I suck at multi pitch climbing and while I can use all the equipment and have used some aiders in my day (mostly for route setting or belaying) I legit would not be able to change belays that fast or any of the other shenanigans that they do. Hell, I get scared 3 feet above a cam so how could I go half a pitch? Plus widget blocks and springy things are heavy and I am lazy. Long story short the only way I'm getting my lame ass up that monolith anywhere near as fast as these dudes is to get pulled up.<br />
<br />grant ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04928581495658109693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-32277583604769599152012-06-28T10:35:00.000-07:002012-06-28T17:18:11.549-07:00Decisions, Decisions<br />
I was born and raised in Bend Oregon, but it is not where I feel that I grew up. I feel that the place I called home for most of my adult life is the great town of Fort Collins, Colorado. While living in Fort Collins I experienced everything a so called adult can ask for. I bought a house, went to school, got married, got divorced, made many mistakes and made many a friend. I consider the people I know from there as some of the greatest people in my life. The community that I developed over a seven year period is something I cherish and I wish I could see them more often. Then why don't you live there still you might ask?<br />
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There are many reasons for me moving back to my home town. One of the largest reasons was family. I had not lived in the same area as my family for so long that I lost track of cousins, grandparents etc. A few weeks back it was my grandmas 90th birthday and it confirmed that my decision was for the best. I was able to introduce Vanessa to my extended family and see many people I hadn't seen for years. It's always hard to say bye for now to one set of friends and try to make new ones, but family outweighed everything and I made the leap to come back home.<br />
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With my family close, I have now found a new group of friends to hangout with. Smith Rock is the local hang and climbing is the game. The community here is small yet very tight. Everyone knows each other and trys there best to support the best they can. This community uses all means neccesary to support other climbers. A good case in point is that I've never been around a group of folks that are more internet savy. If you or anyone you know sends something at Smith its almost a guarantee it will be all over Facebook before you even get back to the car. They are also some of the more sarcastic people I've met anywhere. I guess it is hard to takes ones climbing too serious when the local area is known as a vertical mud pile. And generally has sand bag grades and very painfull climbing.<br />
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What does all this mean? I'm not a philosopher by any means, but I think it means that we should embrace change. I love the people that are far to many to count from the Front Range community, but embracing family and new found situations I have found a new group of people to call a community. As they say "if you could have your cake and eat it to" then I would have both communities here to hang with. I'd also be fat if I ate all the cake, so who knows... and i dont like fat so i guess i cant have both. Damn quotes and them screwing my strength to weight ratio!!!!!! THE END<br />
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</tbody></table>grant ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04928581495658109693noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-29595774397012056202012-06-03T21:04:00.000-07:002012-06-03T21:04:10.142-07:00What Would Daisy Do?For a couple months now, I have been dealing with some sort of complex that keeps me from climbing at my full potential. I insist on top roping everything, being the follower on complicated-to-clean routes, and somehow my initial fear of falling has come back in full force. How did I get to this point again?! I haven't taken any scary falls and I haven't seen any crazy accidents, so how did I get here?<br />
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After working hard on two projects last winter, Latest Rage and Watt's Tots, I realized that I did not like projecting. I wanted to climb routes that I could send quick, so obviously I didn't try anything where I would have the potential to fall. Of course I would develop a complex and poor Grant has to deal with me being super nervous before a hard route or always hearing me talk about wanting to climb harder.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Full Overboard 11d. Photo by Neighbor and Brofriend <a href="http://ryanpalo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Ryan Palo</a></td></tr>
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Saturdays and a couple night sessions here and there are Grant and my days to climb together. Grant has been such a supportive climbing partner for the last year and wants me to succeed probably as much as I want him to. He puts me in my place when I get scared and makes me feel comfortable to know that he will try to protect me as much as he can. He is the first person I tell about a send and usually has flowers waiting for me when I get home to show how proud of me he really is. I am truly grateful to have met such a caring man.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grant and I, we just recently celebrated our ONE year! </td></tr>
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But that being said, I recently found a new crew of partners who climb with me almost every Tuesday, as some in the park have deemed as "Girls' day". Andi has Justin, Cristina has Drew, and I, of course, have Grant, but Tuesday is the day where we can finally sack up and figure out how to put up our own ropes. <br />
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It's been so inspiring climbing with these two women. We all have our own strengths, movement, support, and awe of back muscles. These days are full of pitches, laughs, and try hard, there is no judgement and all support. It's incredibly awesome to climb with Andi and Cristina and I hope that Girl's day happens for a long time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Drew Peterson poaching in on Girl's day! Check out Drew and Cristina's blog <a href="http://www.livestellar.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">here</a>.</td></tr>
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One Tuesday, I watched a girl I had recently met during my trip to Bishop, named Daisy, climb Magic Light. It was apparent this climb was at her max and she had so much try hard, which made it inspiring to watch. She screamed, she fell, she conquered her way to the top, not once saying "Take." Ugh. I miss climbing like that. I have decided to make my personal climbing motto, "What Would Daisy Do?" Plus, she had a sick pair of pants that I could never forget. <br />
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So with some subconscious encouragement from Daisy, I recently had a mental climbing breakthrough! I finally got the courage to lead Full Heinous, with a bunch of pushes from Grant of course. After taking a fall that was long enough to scream twice, I think I am finally back on the horse. I came to ground saying, "That was exhilarating!" I am confident that I am back on track to finish up my Goal for the year!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another photo by Ryan Palo. He is getting pretty good at this btw.</td></tr>
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<i>Recap:</i><br />
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<b>-Latest Rage 12b (check),</b></div>
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<b>-Watt's Tots 12b (check),</b></div>
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<b>-Latin Lover 12a (check),</b></div>
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-Doritos 12c,</div>
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-Full Heinous 12c,</div>
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<b>-Cool Ranch 12a (check),</b></div>
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-Vision 12b,</div>
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<b>-Energy Crisis 12b (check),</b></div>
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-Take a Powder 12a,</div>
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com6Bend, OR, USA44.0581728 -121.315309644.0125288 -121.3942736 44.103816800000004 -121.2363456tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-54369768519146193582012-05-17T23:14:00.000-07:002012-05-18T00:01:17.992-07:00Grant has something to saySo its been a ton of time since I've been on this blog thing. I wish what LLcoolJ said " don't call it a come back" would apply, but after thinking about it how can one come back to something that they never started. Anyway I'm going to try to post more and add something to the blog that has my name prominently placed on it.<br />
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Lately I've been wondering about the names of routes. Where do they come from? Who thought of them? Why are they so lame? Why so many inside jokes? Most of the names are generic and easy to understand. There are regional names such as, Rocky Mtn high, California dreaming etc. There are also names of routes that I'm sure have been used in multiple places. Examples are "License to Bolt", "Nirvana" or "Crack of doom". I'm sick of all these names and every other lame one I've ever heard... SO I am setting up an online database for anyone to use for the next FA they have.</div>
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These are all names anyone can use if they are cant think of an idea when people ask what they named there new sicky gnar gnar proj. Feel free to add anything as you think of it. And without further wait here is a start.</div>
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<li>Butterflys and Hand-grenades</li>
<li>smoosh push</li>
<li>Shirt cocking</li>
<li>(for side by side routes) " I Bleed Crimp Strength" and "I piss excellence"</li>
<li>Facebook killed the Myspace star</li>
<li>climbing is for fat kids</li>
<li>who brought the french guy?</li>
<li>Kombucha my eggo</li>
<li>C.R.A.P.P aka climbing rocks ain't ping pong </li>
<li>Ice climbing is neither</li>
<li>Vanessa (she told me I should name one after her) Its required to name things after your better half.</li>
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With that I'm parched! I'll post photos soon and try to update this blog thing on a more regular basis. I'll also add more names in the comment section as they come to me.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coaches from Bend Endurance Academy, Multnomah Athletic Club and 9 kids in Bishop, CA.</td></tr>
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Bishop paved my way into what bouldering is all about. I used to be terrified with the idea of not being on a rope, but Bishop took away my fear and helped me achieve the thought of scary top-outs. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ethan Flattery</td></tr>
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This trip was dedicated to my team kids. It was their turn to start climbing outside and to realize how much fun they could have without their parents, just roughing it with their coaches.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">9 year old Alana excited to be here</td></tr>
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6 days, two teams, 4 coaches, and 9 kids was a pretty epic experience for all. We stopped in Reno for a night and climbed at CommRow, home of the world's tallest climbing wall which was pretty scary and had a lot of exposure. Next day, off to bishop for 4 days of climbing and no rests.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">River flashed Acid wash right sit start (V9) and sent Acid wash left sit start (V10) in 4 goes!!</td></tr>
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Mike and I were super excited to see River join us on the trip. To see the psych come back in this kid's eyes was quite the sight. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadie Koch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coach Mikaroni and Steez</td></tr>
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Although, I didn't get very many photos of them climbing, they adapted to real rock quite quickly. With a few hours at the Sad boulders, two days at the Happy boulders, and one full day of climbing at the Buttermilks, the kids were ready to come home with sore fingers and huge smiles on their faces.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What's a climbing trip without a couple of injuries. Fortunately for us, it was only one of our kids.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The sign says "Never STOP Climbing"</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-58363302436635120572012-03-20T10:32:00.002-07:002012-03-20T10:32:40.209-07:00Colorado Trip<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Grant and I had a very exciting trip to Colorado a few weeks ago. It's hard to believe that I had only spent three days there before and was wishing for my car to break down so that I didn't have to travel any further. Who would have known that two years later I would finally make it back to this wonderful state.<br />
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The drive the first night was rather exciting. Grant was pulled over for going 20+ over the speed limit, only 30 miles east of Bend. We were separated and asked to have the car searched for drugs in which we both responded that it was fine but we needed our jackets first. He let us go with a warning and no search! How crazy. Must be lucky to be a hot blond. <br />
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We pulled a full 19 hour drive the first night after debating on weather or not we should stop. I'm not sure if I made a good impression on his friends the first day because I was so loopy from lack of sleep.<br />
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We had an awesome day hanging out with Grant's "favorite climbing partner" and his adorable wife and baby. I'm still going to tell myself that I am his favorite partner even when Geoff is around!<br />
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The breweries in Fort Collins made it almost feel like Bend. We went to O'Dell's, which apparently makes Grant's favorite beer which I didn't know about and of course to New Belgium. The breweries in FOCO had this atmosphere that you just wanted to kick it there all day. The bartenders didn't accept tips and most profits went to some sort of cause making the beers essentially free. Good deed of the day was go buy some beer, is that normal?<br />
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After the first day it was just two days of climbing in Horsetooth Reservoir and a day at Clear Creek Canyon. It was exciting to go to different areas and interesting to test out steeper climbs. It made me realize that I need to travel for longer periods of time so that I could get the hang of certain types of climbing.<br />
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The night life was awesome in Fort Collins and hanging out with Grant's friends was great because everyone was so friendly! It was great to meet everyone and of course see my favorite Fort Collin's lady, Lauren Fukuhara.<br />
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Thanks to Paul and Emily for letting us crash at their place and giving me a new perspective on pink nailpolish!<br />
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We spent our last night in Salt Lake City with our friends Rachel and Alex and celebrated Alex's birthday at a pretty nice brewery. <br />
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Goal for now is to blog more!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-62745848154746415592012-02-13T12:07:00.000-08:002012-02-13T12:07:35.091-08:00Climbs and CraftsIt's been a while since our last post. Shortly after the <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">2012</span></b> post was published, bad weather hit...for about two weeks. <br />
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Grant had a real tough time during those two weeks. He had to deal with the constant crafting and messes that are involved with crafting: yarn and knitting needles, ropes, sewing machine, thread, fabric, duct tape, etc. The constant giggles from women knitting was getting to him. He knew that shortly, he too would be forced into some project or another. As Bill Ortman, Grant's dad, says, "I never invite her (Grant's mom) to the job to help me with my projects, but somehow I'm involved in every one of hers."<br />
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<b>The rope rug:</b><br />
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The first rope rug I made took a 60m rope, a huge piece of wood, a lot of nails, 4 days, lots of beer, shots, and lots of pulling. That rope rug now hangs out in front of our house for Grant to trip on everyday before he gets out of work. <br />
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This rope rug was going to be different. And it was. 6 climbing ropes from the gym, a cocking gun, and a day with nothing to do later...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here, Grant is cutting a rope to start getting the core out. Which is suprisingly hard to do.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taylor and core shot ropes go hand in hand.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grant and Taylor trying to take the core out of the rope. It really is a two person job.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grant adding the glue</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The finished product. This one only took three hours to make!</td></tr>
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Thank you Metolius for making most of these ropes!<br />
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Alright, now about climbing.<br />
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I have never felt so spoiled when it came to climbing until I moved to Bend. Being from Washington last, it was kind of unthinkable to climb <i>outside</i> in winter. So this year, I was expecting a long cold snowed out winter with occasional climbing here and there in 4 puffy jackets. <br />
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December went, January hit, and now it's Februrary and still climbing in tanktops. This is nuts. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Attempting Full Cool Ranch 12a</td></tr>
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We find ourselves picking out "winter" routes and "summer" routes because its possible to climb at all seasons here. Freezing fog doesn't deter us because we know that as soon as the sun hits, it's "suns out, guns out." <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grant on the bottom of Vicious Fish</td></tr>
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Grant is making great progression on his route even though he is typically able to climb outside one day a week, due to work and normal life activities. Going from working out the bottom half of Vicious Fish 5.13d to one hangs at the top in such little time. He will send it at any go now as long as he fights off the numbed out fingers. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grant falling.</td></tr>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-11624081953616409862012-01-06T18:07:00.001-08:002012-01-06T23:13:56.446-08:00Year 2012<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>This a new year and Grant and I have some goals to accomplish. I can't speak for Grant, but I have never been so focused on my climbing before. <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Being that a year ago I had just moved to Bend from Tacoma and had dabbled in climbing previously, a lot has happened in the past year. Some things include, in order: Meeting Grant (my support, motivation, and inspiration) in May, climbing my first 5.11 (after about 4 months of projecting), climbing my first 5.12 a month later, meeting new people, and finding a new "try hard" ideal in climbing.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFXJiCKYp8FzxjKg7CNciif1C88G4xfJmE03OMMjDcrOPPwPx77gZLN7JFBEhsuyQ476TMMHQigRY-CkwbvPlYfGBH8tn8k6mUa5hRGLHmUlGHuj-OvEkfBLcBq7tGpiyhv8dbfHhyqsY/s320/R1-02641-019A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778688217075714" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>While joking around with my friend Daniel about the new year, I think I found some new goals.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Vanessa's Goals: </div><div><b><i>12 5.12's in 2012</i></b></div><div>Ticklist (obviously these are just at Smith, but hopefully some others will happen in other areas)</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctaA9No5W-oMo78sZN8yw5hq_UbYMiiTKbOiEN60mbJ2NsLlkYMwIJfS6t2RLnyZSN7nnQgkgJ5bUuPTD7plZ0n6lZwvxYZO0Ut-3i7x4IU8p-ZDGL8z_n4aTwc8uSePlKNKQS-k1Goc/s320/324739_10150955538995652_715720651_21655051_1828994821_o-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694784250296486818" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I was able to get my first 12 of the year a few days ago, happens to be a route I was working on for a month and a half.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div></div><div>-Watt's Tots 12b,</div><div>-Latin Lover 12a,</div><div><div>-Doritos 12c,</div><div>-Full Heinous 12c,</div><div>-Cool Ranch 12a,</div><div>-Vision 12b,</div><div>-Karate Wall 12c,</div><div>-Take a Powder 12a,</div><div>-Crack Babies 12b,</div><div>-Full Magic Light 12a,</div><div>-Made in the Shade 12c</div><div><b><i>I hope to climb into the 13 range this year as well</i></b></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div><div>Grant's goals:</div><div>Scarface</div><div>Mr. Yuk</div><div>Vicious Fish</div><div>To Bolt</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>While driving to Vegas from Boise with Grant, we stopped at a Walgreens and I decided to buy a disposable camera for the first time in many years. Grant was reluctant because we have a digital but I convinced him of how the suspense and unknowing of how the pictures would turn out. </div><div><br /></div><div>Today I developed and picked them up. The emotion was exciting and here are most of said pictures...</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBE12mDVrhgzH2DCbf7JPX1broJDPg3l80GqVj7ke1C4CYl2JWu7ZlXLq32C0BaGKNEd80bA-QF87biA3jGe_4PorTX7PbZy-EO0TkFXg31kgErHAD8b_z6wYU6XpZSais4mQkyPoJnc/s1600/R1-02641-025A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBE12mDVrhgzH2DCbf7JPX1broJDPg3l80GqVj7ke1C4CYl2JWu7ZlXLq32C0BaGKNEd80bA-QF87biA3jGe_4PorTX7PbZy-EO0TkFXg31kgErHAD8b_z6wYU6XpZSais4mQkyPoJnc/s320/R1-02641-025A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778979724633186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Grant next to a cactus</span></div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAiKhEPoy63k9K2R-DnBtB4GcdVB4iH3VqbYpEClpCyolqFntDZMMrHCGlMfyUC_FpJ39QYieF0KFQ06t6QxfCHPHwaAT4df8_xTn9osaDpoM3tkz22MSd_ZY97Axi_50hicPCY1HeTy4/s1600/R1-02641-024A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAiKhEPoy63k9K2R-DnBtB4GcdVB4iH3VqbYpEClpCyolqFntDZMMrHCGlMfyUC_FpJ39QYieF0KFQ06t6QxfCHPHwaAT4df8_xTn9osaDpoM3tkz22MSd_ZY97Axi_50hicPCY1HeTy4/s320/R1-02641-024A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778719728090562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Cactus by itself</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyogmX2yjTLJNN-AZsJoI60bCqc512Me1g5uF07Jp6htWCdu5syK40zI4KmFL8IEBIkCfOqtEeO6c_tg2zhssvKTxf4H8y9HhOg4wLcFT8w384CiKDssqo6CbL80xfAsd2xsufKOtiPtc/s1600/R1-02641-023A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyogmX2yjTLJNN-AZsJoI60bCqc512Me1g5uF07Jp6htWCdu5syK40zI4KmFL8IEBIkCfOqtEeO6c_tg2zhssvKTxf4H8y9HhOg4wLcFT8w384CiKDssqo6CbL80xfAsd2xsufKOtiPtc/s320/R1-02641-023A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778709576726386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Red Rocks in a cloud</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWdvRmXmku6yHL2oawZcwT5uOeEp6Z6Pl_0F041MQLVVxvFjQrdtMwyORTY2XI41IUnIxuucgQhiTWqv8TCkj8qVvCMlcuUuS_ifBs4HaIP0Ix9zCgGMwKZe6udzOlxpE1nViB5tHWB5c/s1600/R1-02641-021A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWdvRmXmku6yHL2oawZcwT5uOeEp6Z6Pl_0F041MQLVVxvFjQrdtMwyORTY2XI41IUnIxuucgQhiTWqv8TCkj8qVvCMlcuUuS_ifBs4HaIP0Ix9zCgGMwKZe6udzOlxpE1nViB5tHWB5c/s320/R1-02641-021A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778703110152530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Grant at Sunny and Steep crag, he was hesitant about sitting here</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxzSQAntoKzy9pIys1nqT9n3DgrfqIMFfXdZ1fwafB86faVsAXbz_finh-RZz8VNANpv6ODTc5hM3deRfeM8-pwmJYeKTqb1lxwYCDvXV2CkX-USq95EjZi1qLXMVr-7_KrWurXJFFqs/s1600/R1-02641-020A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxzSQAntoKzy9pIys1nqT9n3DgrfqIMFfXdZ1fwafB86faVsAXbz_finh-RZz8VNANpv6ODTc5hM3deRfeM8-pwmJYeKTqb1lxwYCDvXV2CkX-USq95EjZi1qLXMVr-7_KrWurXJFFqs/s320/R1-02641-020A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778694494132706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Myself at Sunny and Steep</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6gA-t_kqG_AHgRc_8SK0bf0_eS1ZJ_oNZQcmoz5BUVCv0l6qebfc0FKAt6-wf08PeePQcjkzDnTQgGPIICy6OsTUwc6pRXcQb5rkpBtWG9kaFdA8ou2OwMefb8BaVB3Fdjw3wmxoI4-w/s1600/R1-02641-018A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6gA-t_kqG_AHgRc_8SK0bf0_eS1ZJ_oNZQcmoz5BUVCv0l6qebfc0FKAt6-wf08PeePQcjkzDnTQgGPIICy6OsTUwc6pRXcQb5rkpBtWG9kaFdA8ou2OwMefb8BaVB3Fdjw3wmxoI4-w/s320/R1-02641-018A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778119122804722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30wx1A3hwH1u0l6vPlx3Lgd8XgMLeUnnCjzyJzy8DX_1HN2gmYIxYEta9wnfJKyD5H3BkSNy87AYfBFU95Yxmj1f_8I5lbkMcA-hH6T-P8KTYuk19D29lVbrDwsWPltPQ-FfwX2OpFd4/s1600/R1-02641-017A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30wx1A3hwH1u0l6vPlx3Lgd8XgMLeUnnCjzyJzy8DX_1HN2gmYIxYEta9wnfJKyD5H3BkSNy87AYfBFU95Yxmj1f_8I5lbkMcA-hH6T-P8KTYuk19D29lVbrDwsWPltPQ-FfwX2OpFd4/s320/R1-02641-017A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778110160259746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Smith Rocks!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQUs9AZtAJn4gXmozxJPrH50MYhhdTGUrNNM2ixaVuLV527kp5rZTH2CcjaWGcpI4QoA5AcY75kPI_w6RrwiIe9L2-GGPv7xIXs-MFlBcNTd-baDNRy4J_hNAwuVByMoB52BnGP6GsIHI/s1600/R1-02641-014A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQUs9AZtAJn4gXmozxJPrH50MYhhdTGUrNNM2ixaVuLV527kp5rZTH2CcjaWGcpI4QoA5AcY75kPI_w6RrwiIe9L2-GGPv7xIXs-MFlBcNTd-baDNRy4J_hNAwuVByMoB52BnGP6GsIHI/s320/R1-02641-014A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778099291734818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jon and Taylor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Q3wsdMz9Zt69gBMxoVIkmpOTygr56QM2LVaXlq1pNVHreg_uQT-fBHTTFnUybDi-vK-6SO2xlGhhWb1239AX-sFvt_adbifnPKKZXe48hbATEF-9UpONifGqb4Z6CtzX1eSxZyIyoqE/s1600/R1-02641-013A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Q3wsdMz9Zt69gBMxoVIkmpOTygr56QM2LVaXlq1pNVHreg_uQT-fBHTTFnUybDi-vK-6SO2xlGhhWb1239AX-sFvt_adbifnPKKZXe48hbATEF-9UpONifGqb4Z6CtzX1eSxZyIyoqE/s320/R1-02641-013A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778092207726258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jon on Latest Rag</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">e</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib6466X_bF8Ai5ikk6y2yzb216ujrH-sfIl7MMXcd9iim96bEPPeFuKIW3j9R_fJIDtv2Py91XsAJ4ZdKMTemPGahGSAfqEyljJ3XGzEFCdEEFmijf7dez64DYYGDKMwCSzTCwcXLaQ4Y/s1600/R1-02641-012A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib6466X_bF8Ai5ikk6y2yzb216ujrH-sfIl7MMXcd9iim96bEPPeFuKIW3j9R_fJIDtv2Py91XsAJ4ZdKMTemPGahGSAfqEyljJ3XGzEFCdEEFmijf7dez64DYYGDKMwCSzTCwcXLaQ4Y/s320/R1-02641-012A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694778086900693394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQs9-Wx7ttK6dPF-4uVfdBEHLqGkMyigx-HwChtMA-pb_enladYq6rNQwxX6uRhO5eEqBdLdU92ZQVsYo6g56qSIehJeazRyKfYM2sacyIf61lsm_s7Y_rvXyfNqQsGxmP8aaU75u31h0/s1600/R1-02641-011A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQs9-Wx7ttK6dPF-4uVfdBEHLqGkMyigx-HwChtMA-pb_enladYq6rNQwxX6uRhO5eEqBdLdU92ZQVsYo6g56qSIehJeazRyKfYM2sacyIf61lsm_s7Y_rvXyfNqQsGxmP8aaU75u31h0/s320/R1-02641-011A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694777530528285618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My cutest roommate Taylor</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09IF0Kjl-cnBMG32QrGMH4mygRWSGR-h_KeC7eePctMP3leFs6e8df4fCd2lp94DMHqoudP4Kx29mEf1a6UgNHqyAXAbpDJpbejOZpTDZOAnj_V7YCScE8a_u9XNSrjJxc38s1_YOUbM/s1600/R1-02641-010A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh09IF0Kjl-cnBMG32QrGMH4mygRWSGR-h_KeC7eePctMP3leFs6e8df4fCd2lp94DMHqoudP4Kx29mEf1a6UgNHqyAXAbpDJpbejOZpTDZOAnj_V7YCScE8a_u9XNSrjJxc38s1_YOUbM/s320/R1-02641-010A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694777520564461042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jonathan Schrocktor!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40kBAnldRnqDpqtfWmBLP3C0USWoBlL7xqcr4zDQQ0eqQPxvf000fVxe3ffi33KRRwKL7uoKL4EzBOB6WlkX0_cAhtLIff0geqD4xEPYoE2dcSOZMvTzhNNUrWjLjjUhzjK1xjuyBfSI/s1600/R1-02641-009A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40kBAnldRnqDpqtfWmBLP3C0USWoBlL7xqcr4zDQQ0eqQPxvf000fVxe3ffi33KRRwKL7uoKL4EzBOB6WlkX0_cAhtLIff0geqD4xEPYoE2dcSOZMvTzhNNUrWjLjjUhzjK1xjuyBfSI/s320/R1-02641-009A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694777513725022722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Justin at the crag</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUk6gzG_JLV5ee1DASY7ok74Pfln1d-fvj9AbcdM-SATL6T6I5P-f8VA3aZNxb8e0UCyG1JlPm0WVXEHtP-qWkCHsgjfc-pCRbsA47hgGx-PoyJAu0pH2X7XHP5GMYAv7wG1wrKP6u-V8/s1600/R1-02641-006A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUk6gzG_JLV5ee1DASY7ok74Pfln1d-fvj9AbcdM-SATL6T6I5P-f8VA3aZNxb8e0UCyG1JlPm0WVXEHtP-qWkCHsgjfc-pCRbsA47hgGx-PoyJAu0pH2X7XHP5GMYAv7wG1wrKP6u-V8/s320/R1-02641-006A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694777493602868338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Grant and I at Midnight on New Years!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuOOsKUOwGIZZqBQIFl5vgMx3UWC5TKYFoqdLmRXf-ctWy2lNRY5dkYi5DnvKp1rOWX7o6lNdxTm9_tRO2m5ErFhUTKBA0hpX1KN5juRfGZ3dDfS96EOcQSLtJZm-8LS34JxcQ6xqo57s/s1600/R1-02641-005A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuOOsKUOwGIZZqBQIFl5vgMx3UWC5TKYFoqdLmRXf-ctWy2lNRY5dkYi5DnvKp1rOWX7o6lNdxTm9_tRO2m5ErFhUTKBA0hpX1KN5juRfGZ3dDfS96EOcQSLtJZm-8LS34JxcQ6xqo57s/s320/R1-02641-005A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694777490595146066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeetq56pHjLtcV5sfzqXm1D8poD6W7-Rvnxbsk6yMDgk7WG1JmIwJFJq8CscSpdecv90RVtxHkmv-Oa1rbCcSVixQF7cpgWoZTg2FN9l3TIqyb_sKeC0lxZbWMeVMProSGY6_YEWrZgWY/s1600/R1-02641-004A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeetq56pHjLtcV5sfzqXm1D8poD6W7-Rvnxbsk6yMDgk7WG1JmIwJFJq8CscSpdecv90RVtxHkmv-Oa1rbCcSVixQF7cpgWoZTg2FN9l3TIqyb_sKeC0lxZbWMeVMProSGY6_YEWrZgWY/s320/R1-02641-004A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694776993874975394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIzumnpAc4OyzLNkVfLjXGC-IJH-y7kjk5buIPbhw9oUAuozcDp6baGUsjPp7Mmc4p8zOH-Cfy3R9KtHEYi4n9TKr6osYGnP6vGv-8jAldJLJiv44Wy26QTeavmQ7BMl5RPyAGRzCUZY/s1600/R1-02641-003A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIzumnpAc4OyzLNkVfLjXGC-IJH-y7kjk5buIPbhw9oUAuozcDp6baGUsjPp7Mmc4p8zOH-Cfy3R9KtHEYi4n9TKr6osYGnP6vGv-8jAldJLJiv44Wy26QTeavmQ7BMl5RPyAGRzCUZY/s320/R1-02641-003A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694776989728796610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Aaron Tague aka Rico Suave akaa Al Bundy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK9wckHAqKxlfmbNwkU0RqBQZMGD-ZZdeDI1bpmodiR1Zq1qU4wqiKSXbCmlfwCSZf94B2IQnlQH7UHT2VY_iRFNaAe6vUKEa8cLQPB2MNohE_uvd5Yx4mUtknsg5WEM3TgHZ2sUlG7cM/s1600/R1-02641-001A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK9wckHAqKxlfmbNwkU0RqBQZMGD-ZZdeDI1bpmodiR1Zq1qU4wqiKSXbCmlfwCSZf94B2IQnlQH7UHT2VY_iRFNaAe6vUKEa8cLQPB2MNohE_uvd5Yx4mUtknsg5WEM3TgHZ2sUlG7cM/s320/R1-02641-001A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694776973994382386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Papa Karn!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvh-8p8wj_kdLiaI60PoUDq2AfQ1NMxuprABggW3GBqE_OOV4tCLWIQXxI5uc1Qt2mn_gg017oF7f05bmZIKwM2PrkZPyYt84Top2md0LtEz-Y_GYB9qIOn5IqueZm4kde7nnsRS1GSU/s1600/R1-02641-000A.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvh-8p8wj_kdLiaI60PoUDq2AfQ1NMxuprABggW3GBqE_OOV4tCLWIQXxI5uc1Qt2mn_gg017oF7f05bmZIKwM2PrkZPyYt84Top2md0LtEz-Y_GYB9qIOn5IqueZm4kde7nnsRS1GSU/s320/R1-02641-000A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694776962874966850" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Steve and Nicki, with Justin ruining the shot!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQD3YfWLW4Ciwa0eJ2E06555R6v41Xdc2Udo3OYp4cVWBCxxfGuIWxAXb6evVKW2__XjiGV_7FQrCjTzXyEkgl2c7_vbf3Zclibz5gwDhmAQ_8IZnkFLe2BZcrXyYmvG3Bvud9sypBzL4/s320/R1-02641-000A_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694776956656682994" /></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-70799910099865094352011-12-28T12:12:00.000-08:002011-12-28T13:10:45.817-08:00Regionals in Boise/Vacation in Vegas!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I feel like its too late to reflect on Grant and my trip to Boise and Vegas. To much time has passed by.</div><div><br /></div><div>Some highlights:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Boise:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Passed a town called Riley, OR that was literally 100 yards long.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6FJ-qoD_f0QGk7rc9luq9Rup1aM-L7gSxHMHveqo-G7tJpWjUpRIoJ4nLHjEZEQj-Ps7FEjeD4MqiBEY11l4LOpoyu3ElEstchk0kVRFPFfcYcTBr-E6ACQlnOp1WBXL5WxCh_diL2g/s320/SAM_2170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691288819620270658" /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Learned about an inside joke involving Drew Peterson, Mike Rougeux, and sheep...awesome!</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCstna7AwGICWhV_-EF9YSyhlpheWLMLx62prDx3ZacQvyBjEEAh3ySw-IqJehQJBuOj-68kbm8O6YU1ZeqRf7vDQTORQ4b9309lJxmBSBwT0tmi7Jh-WmJM2RHrl9RKba9ouYvpUNDaY/s320/SAM_2111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691288811675185762" /><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The comp was a 14 hour Onsight comp. The longest, unorganized comp Grant and I have ever been to, BUT the routes looked well set.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQURQpsZwDWLz7UEciVj0PspWZbX9CqCZbHXS64MtKfqnkUsodUcQU8P-wFSiEgEV9qfilfaBzMnCARftqJLH9D_UGzCKx_WHHf48LiSXxE1UsLIcBg-EKBPbPS0wtR2IKTNd_AAljS80/s320/SAM_2106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691286986877118946" /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The pool area at the hotel is incredibly loud with 10+ kids and 3+ adults.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRTGn6G6LN8Or_-wcFDnuS3GTFGGGLmpj2jhnP4zWs8j4pdyu8QHbds5NA35yVEeDKuyzHU-6NVo01zgMPnUJHTwjKuArYqCY52ivuO80rDlNwdfw5v69r4uPF3kHvC2wK3zUXUYtx_XE/s320/SAM_2143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691286985276471554" /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Driving through nothing is absolutely fascinating! Lots of questions raise up and deep complex issues are brought up in conversation.</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Viva Las Vegas:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>You can get giant beer/slushie drinks for the low price of 24 dollars!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvf5oK6TX_LtpoNt8sv6sYy1D-4WHkymUr9SNAsyDWodPXm3n1fN4YgyBImfX-AOmJH8rprtK0SLT4cLWXi7CQCQ5Qcv0hdFi8SWmIcjsfp7rWLrsJGj7ISC8UDkoHk8gCg-H5Z3fHwh4/s320/SAM_2176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691284620601727842" /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>There are real flamingos in Las Vegas!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBy0cAA1OfiaW6wKZPvx95dK60OrJYbvOD5r00I8o0y1BM1lPsfxiC8r9sJxlxVU6XajtWdmGf69K_JD3d48-cpoGBYrChQfy2zyvxEkWhkMVXlolzkDZaiUYCiUYcE0X__N-uLKykdnw/s320/SAM_2179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691284626529930050" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Sometimes, it rains in Nevada and it can be creepy.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJavbwCEth5ET5mONuu-rCAqYtopFTuCRHIWeh6g1to_hDuEvK8SGHnR2g6qiEMeyPI-z-9W9YEF12Z8pGcc2yhEqpTOJfEdHEnWFetoQ7gMaZWFiSaBIujAjC0KLTtBM9s7F5OagkKVU/s320/SAM_2173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691282032070492242" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The climbing is steep and Grant likes it!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvNN9wDXwTw74YK5p4N5mGGEe6_W5XIxno4cYdKXiDDRANMsq-kiO6fOxf9ybMZfhn-bX1V5rh9ztiyvFhmdmj6j6nLvCkvvVv1gzGMneahcrH0xxlbqg15WZ5H0vD3KBU2XBDin_xkes/s320/SAM_2195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691282023583750258" /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Daniel had a rough night the evening before and got out to Sunny and Steep pretty late.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXrukYfuyiCnq0loZvCQYVRWVxyzcYPdVHvDhAf_NbYMSCbQ4KxfMEffVBtCyXIRZ1GbMjsIsokGnfJxmhgliLAipVau5V6j-FpE650PtjukL5Fg1z-vwXRWaluXxkC3s_MACIXzuslEk/s320/SAM_2200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691282019989116610" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Driving home takes a long time. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-60695234704276241932011-12-07T19:48:00.000-08:002011-12-08T23:30:51.545-08:00Facebook relationship status rebuttle<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>First lets start with I'm obviously bad at this whole blog thing. I dont update, check it, or know how to do anything on it. That is until now. I'm learning my intardweb technique and now I can go full force into my rants!<div><br /><div><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </font>Facebook relationship status: I have no problem at all with the idea of "confirming" my relationship on Facebook. I just find it funny how its almost required to change your status to in a relationship to somehow make said relationship real. All of this got me thinking though about what was the facebook relationship update of our parents time. Basically how did they advertise that they were dating someone without the brilliance of social media. </div><div><br /></div><div><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </font>I feel the closest there is would be for the girl to wear the guys letter jacket. It shows that the girl is taken by the guy with the name on the back of the jacket. Since it was a smaller world then i think it matches rather nicely. I still feel that Facebook is only good for making fun of people and looking at photos, but thats a whole other rant entirely. </div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRPoQOgXGQY9AiNUYDleMMovcD15X0NIDAJiCUVnJHVWx4K38nEoQrF2u17Q80E6TEbSG6LobPqL7Fl45ULU3rOpTEwwzUUUHSnafRZtDabmNsxKt8zt0ds1l6lmoQJKjG-7qTGRt1Sc/s320/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683894745763679506" border="0"><div style="text-align: center;"><font class="Apple-style-span" size="small">When we finally "officialized" our relationship, we recieved 11 comments and I didn't understand why Vanessa choose really bad photos to depict our relationship. Turns out facebook did that.</font></div></div><div><br /></div><div>Now onto everyones favorite subject...</div><div><br /></div><div>ROAD APPLES! Every climber has known one, but doesnt even know it yet. The term road apple is not something that I invented. I'm just trying to add it to the climbing lexicon as soon as possible. The honor of this great term comes from a good friend of mine. This is how a road apple was described to me...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </font>A road apple is a reference to women in the climbing industry that has "worked" there way up the food chain so to speak. Basically, its the lady you see in a ton of ad's and pictures in every mag, but her climbing skill doesnt seem to equal her advertizing clout. Normally, a road apple is dating the photographer and when she's not dating him she's dating the latest and greatest strong man. They will work there way up the food chain like a virus and attack anything with a sponsorship, digital camera, or trust fund. It all makes sense once you know the references.</div><div><br /></div><div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bXHxIFEVYjzFzXudmN9_SRqXFIlxhAqtPqt5Zcac-JA3kezQ78JR8MLdh2XZJ9UvWcGnUu3qEd5D1HG9cCC4_7Ba7qU4vzkeILQ33zszWF1n9H79ULGvvvQJzrc8h7SY5XM7PVfx-jU/s320/422387540_a3dda375e7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683891589580361122" border="0"></div><div><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </font></div><div><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"></font><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </font>First, you got to think of an apple on the shelf at the market. Its perfectly shiny and looks great and might taste great also. Unless you buy that apple and take a bite, you'll never know if the apple is bruised, sour, dry, wormy etc. The problem with that apple just like that girl in the photos is they both look amazing, but once you get the background story then both the apple or the girl dont seem so appetizing anymore. </div><div><br /></div><div><font class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </font>All road apples were once brand new on a shelf of perfect apple. But, once that apple has fallen off the shelf, you have to start to worry. To many poor, unsuspecting victims have succumbed to the road apples tricks.<br /><br /></div></div></div></div>grant ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04928581495658109693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-91318516814853272722011-11-03T10:13:00.000-07:002011-11-03T11:27:48.882-07:00Status<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYCq7eZAyzQFfw9m8BxS8PWgP34s__Jh9kPRQgGnmetgadPtdr_i3FD5ApRC1_uajSCRB_Zqia5QkHX61cDkuxQV7k-BL3JzVY1ZZguFCO18Dy8Oe8M4iM7sUg-sxcHJrDTtlA2WkH1eY/s320/SAM_1941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670832859844009746" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Audrey in her Vertical World uniform, almost brought a tear to my eye</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">November 2nd, 2011 was a big day for Grant and my relationship.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>We updated our facebook status. As much as Grant knew this day would eventually come, he held out for as long as he could. Making fun about how facebook really isn't that important to him and that I'm so young...blah blah blah.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Yes Grant, there is a generation gap and yes Grant, I do check my facebook while I'm in class, at work, at home every 3.5 seconds, and on my way to all these places. BUT, I don't check my facebook (normally) while I'm at Smith...(like you do... ;) No Grant, I do not think it's funny that you wanted to "ignore" my request just to see how mad I would get.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Grant, according to Mashable.com (unsure of its reliability), "<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">the people that seem the most <em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 13px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; ">unhappy</em> are those that either don’t disclose their relationship status or those that are in an open</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">relationship."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#474747;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">See! By updating our facebook status you have sealed our happiness! Thank you Rant Ortman, thank you!</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:'times new roman', serif;">Last weekend, Mike and I took the Bend Endurance Academy's climbing team to Tacoma to compete in Edgework's Blacklight comp and also climb at Seattle Bouldering Project. We had a lot of fun and the experience with 10 kids was one to remember for sure.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:medium;">Here are some pictures from the trip (mostly of the girls on the team since I was with them the majority of the time)</span></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbyvjVyw1GpY9d2zVrySZ3ywXOi2dfppt02Ebh-7noIQh6vqEcLczd-qxvdqzC-NQGvvUQCprfSLY54qsPcNYVXnaQwmYRAx8Q5cAqi463saU9dFr8Mm3eu9TV1NLanhwMfUrFZoKnEfA/s320/SAM_1928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670831967747472962" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Riley checking her facebook...</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oRzoEe87yXDALivZHzY2yXDbLHXx7JsuMfdU0B9xaykqd_mjMTi7CQn0cwmyzq7da1xudHNSk5pwc_o9cx5mqyII3x8cTxU4T3TPNtUE48DFWLc9kCtyZtDn3xIjedp_YnXVVYy-d5E/s320/SAM_1934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670831977814344882" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Sadie with her war highlighter on...good thing this lit up in the blacklight</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYHCdbQ9nZRaEuYs2TljpfAhR0jT5Oe9EjUvGXe5ouz9Mujz1hqaUWD35mbOxLnDjogYUQ2MAmif7WTD1GzgZAxvAKeripmSRjmp_fE_tO9J_r97P7x_883GBnr1W8SbZQRlOjgCs1dNM/s320/SAM_1944.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670831990559924530" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The Team. Taylor noticed that most of the girls are in focus while the boys are not</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCE3MRgSNrhKD5pRS_PtB4tuygly6aEA0DMBjQ1QGSe6O-v-vqIYd7yaVyZR6jkleRh2pJcH5x7lEezM1KEnYH-LUQ1i5W-EtWt2i77r8jFDaeP8vzabN4feEQdp69aQUnaHizVd1Y7LM/s320/SAM_1952.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670832008043948802" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Abby "Burlsauce" Black showing off her guns</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR-pzevHankUPlH8iN-iyax-7gOcNN8jdmWwUzp2ZM6sn_LCSXr3oCGQq8ulhvu8S46ifYG1sbL9__RH6kwEVq5xdYYH-7XZqNisWP-BgyAI2NUopuoVCdwHxTCCvazm9MhpEbtSB7i3A/s320/SAM_1960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670832039257066674" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Lukas enjoying the routes at Seattle Bouldering Project</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:medium;">I would have gotten more pictures at the comp but apparently its incredibly hard to get pics in the dark.<br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipmFovUIplzzXFK05bQ0JIyYDw_PFJO9UyOIhECc8N71UAPpzAq_LsYlcun1h9d2j2I9_L3gdxvyOWUdfm6MsuhCQQksFOYgwPbbWQAtGR_PV4vMD4LHzx3DrKeeNLyDziACFBzzyQaFw/s320/378660_10150432754820498_349373965497_10523207_764471757_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670835523607940530" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">My dress that Mike deemed as hideous...but it glowed! Also, this was taken from Edgwork's facebook</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-57508210454892885182011-10-17T15:50:00.001-07:002011-10-18T14:33:23.014-07:00Taylor, Leavenworth, and AM Radio<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyBv4zeUEOYi_wd7qi0q20bF1HTNWa-3iMeqX_O5wCcZHeNSNliKavYzP_vY695KfHxVx31ZyNua0rpMucQZvxLjP1IfiJX7NXgaP3pUKP4kW7iBCzd6aVdoQgB4eAe0wsD8QOGSxmZs8/s320/322953_939837401348_19701516_42409476_161232002_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664937982097039202" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Credit to Ryan Palo for convincing Grant, Taylor, Ali and myself to lay in the road for this sweet planking opportunity.</span></div><div><br /></div>Don't worry blogging community, I will try my best to force Grant into occasional blog submissions until he figures out that he likes it and is willing to do it on his own. =)<div><br /></div><div>For now, my awesome friend and new found third wheel in Grant's and my life is Taylor. He just moved to my one bedroom apartment about a week ago and enjoys his new home on my free couch, courtesy of Jojo and BJ.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgckQKhON5S8iymfN19Fl04VclQJIVonsg3Ww1A8N4ov4rR_VomL72NDuIjA9RwvwM3PhlkNpOCUTkhGDj5zwn2YDDQglEt6vgqe1VL17AMGXpp-dXvD6wi5XPi3_GYOV41rZmChohna5g/s320/SAM_1799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664598262125305138" border="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Here he is seen summiting my neck block.</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Since moving here Taylor has become an honorary member of our weekly Trivia outings, while its become harder and harder to distinguish him as a person rather than a moldy growth of the couch, we have come to realize that we enjoy his company.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Recently, Ryan Palo obtained a camera and decided planking after Tuesday Trivia at Astro's was in order. Being a planking fan myself, we all agreed that this was a good idea.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHLg3DI4zkpZpteD3VikW3mzm0EB23QQWywvXQXyl5PqN-ktSAWUFtO86xpxZYmfE18jrIHPxfaKdJ1ebJmsDh1-sNxSwcaSLgABQu4b3wOhLJIyzLL4aFdUXqQKVTpHuBBtxvD4phbE8/s320/332718_939850889318_19701516_42409498_1263267440_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664937986572527522" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Two blondes of European descent planking together on inanimate objects... destined to be best friends...I think so! Photo credit: Ryan Palo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Recently, Grant and I went to Leavenworth and met up with a few of my friends from Tacoma. The first night we drove out we ended up camping on some forest land with a sweet setup. Lucky us! We got rained out for the first half of the day after arriving, so we decided to check out the town for a while. We happened to arrive to Leavenworth for the last weekend of Oktoberfest or as some may say the last weekend of "oktomygodijustpukedinmybeerfest!" </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-8A77BYzZ7Y4obihhEft_xxc4BRu2RJi1F4HgpWsZAH9QO3aCXbAAX3YOZg3zPAsgQX1JRtZkjg04sRB3Q5ULf9IRVmt43YixiaLYMGL1GwI0tjuKXp4ozk8Mei7QEHP-LzwXFuJtOnU/s320/SAM_1827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664944231115624674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Here Jojo is seen as a double Alien... better than a normie alien</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">While being there for two days we only got to climb in three of twenty five different areas and being limited to two small bouldering pads, Grant did not climb as hard as he wanted to. We also invested in the Central Washington Bouldering Guidebook, which my old boss and friend Brian Doyle claims to be "an investment in our happiness." Needless to say, Brian was right and Grant and I will be back to Heavenworth.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCIHgkdfsAB-8v40_VSMsDXb3A0YJfdYeUNFND7dQFB0uyZgZIL3CQEm4-74crNzgmTCNpS2YdZOS8i_PfOHoW5mBPRB0Z8BKJ4gWwFvbphd8jfFDKZ9qT1UIA9BLt0ldw5LRao3PfIxM/s1600/SAM_1862.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCIHgkdfsAB-8v40_VSMsDXb3A0YJfdYeUNFND7dQFB0uyZgZIL3CQEm4-74crNzgmTCNpS2YdZOS8i_PfOHoW5mBPRB0Z8BKJ4gWwFvbphd8jfFDKZ9qT1UIA9BLt0ldw5LRao3PfIxM/s320/SAM_1862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664944234713039746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Audrey and me enjoying the sun and watching the boys climb</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Since no blog post should be left without some sort of Grant Rant, I will leave you with this. On this road trip I discovered that Grant gets loopy when the Ducks game does not come on AM radio but when the Fresno game does. I actually agree with Grant on this one because it does not make any sense. But by loopy, I mean he presses the scan button until he hears static on a station that will possibly play the game and listens intently until finding out that its just that...static.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZdNNhgtYaGw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Scene from Hot Rod.</span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2580816347780836276.post-16424163661164521942011-10-16T23:17:00.000-07:002011-10-16T23:57:58.406-07:00Leavenworth, WA<div style="text-align: center;">BLOG BLOGGGIDY BLOG! So we have a blog and apparently I rant a bunch so I'm going to try to fit my stereo type. I have no idea what to really talk about yet, but I'm working on it. My future write ups will ramble on about such important subject matter as Road Apples, climbing RE's, infamous climbers, how climbing mags repeat subject matter, how eastern Oregon somehow gets a Fresno state football game on the radio, but no Oregon Ducks, and how Vanessa looks over my shoulder when I'm attempting to type a blog post that i didn't want to start to begin with etc... yep its on SHARMAS BLOG GOT NOTHING ON THIS SHIT!!!!1111(i put a bunch of ones because the shift key is over used and i'm lazy).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Leavenworth will be talked about soon i swear. Here's pictures from the picture box maker</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyBenbCB_1RLsNjg05rDD88iKXkEBqNG4X2YsmAwj0J-IHBqapJpx-Ybm2thb-1ICkmNcWTZyRmT7Io14DTkO_DGVYDlbMNHi3e2o8fHFaW3tePH8zo0iyrZVnGfxS-itmzRiwkZfHbgU/s320/SAM_1816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664347972478684946" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifPs6OgdqHbVhVlZE7_F-SBfmflkVzekupeHBqY6iw_EVrjaoyqY0zwyoLCZ9m_WZXNugJ20073WEzhkcNDYIGJl2sLjMu9LKIeRaIrmyJk8ar6uAD0gWFqoUsCmYb7USTGLfX0phFUzs/s320/SAM_1822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664347976979138898" /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; 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It came about when I had lost my phone and was waiting on a call from Metolius to see if I was going to receive a job interview. So I came up with this amazing idea to download Google Voice, so that I could receive the message during class and not have to listen to it (since GV would transcribe the message to my email). The only problem with google voice is that it does not transcribe correctly. <div><br /></div><div>For example...here is the message that I was waiting for from Metolius.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="border-top-color: rgb(192, 205, 229); border-right-color: rgb(192, 205, 229); border-bottom-color: rgb(192, 205, 229); border-left-color: rgb(192, 205, 229); border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; background-color: rgb(232, 238, 247); padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 18px; "><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Hi </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Vanessa, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">this </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">kept </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">from </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">choice, </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Corning, </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Sorry </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">it's </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">taken </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">me </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">so </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">long </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">get </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">back </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">you </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Yeah, </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">if</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">want </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">come </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">down </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">and </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">talk </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Mike. </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Scott </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">til </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Drop </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">an </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">application </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">off </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">with </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Michelle, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">last </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">week.</span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Mike's </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">hiring </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">for </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">a </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">position </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">in </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Inspection </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Department, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">and </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">think </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">interviews. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">You </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">can </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">start</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">sometime </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">toward </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">middle </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">of </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">end </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">of </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">next </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">week, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">so </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">if </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">want </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">come </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">in </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">a </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">grab </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">your </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">application</span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">for </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Michelle. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">And </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">walk </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">fact, </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">talked </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Mike </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">about </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">it. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">If </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">could </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">let </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">know </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">what </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">position</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">entails </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">seizures, </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">she </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">usually </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">leave </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">03. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Could </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">he </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">gets </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">and </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">6 </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">in </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">morning. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Your </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">something </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">like </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">that</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">so. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Yeah </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">can </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">call </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">me </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">swing </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">by </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">anytime </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">before </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">3 </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">and </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">talk </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">him </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">for </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">15 </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">20 </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">minutes </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">something</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">like </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">that </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">anyway. </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Look </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">forward </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">seeing </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">you. </span><br /><a href="https://www.google.com/voice/fm/08575512795858778434/AHwOX_DdR4xL9RMGPWm1ixMXVBKzhElr1p-tcPI4U-_n0AdTt-MRw45SUYSo8d52k_Ldm-OCJBfxRELud5d334awt1aeJaTNyAQStklY6GTELlh6jl8_f5jWxGqJ7I2oxckzIkBgxnWRolkcMNwHXn6Hp2STRE9o2Q" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 65, 112); ">Play message</a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I'm pretty sure the job I was applying for didn't entail "seizures."</div><div>So I told Grant about this humorous app I had found and needless to say, he did not like it.</div><div>Here are a couple of his messages transcribed...</div><div>6/3</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Hey </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Vanessa, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">was </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">calling </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">see </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">if </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">you're </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">still </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">wanna </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">do. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Brian </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">thing </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">tonight. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">If </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">need </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">to</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">call. </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">For</span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Texan. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Make </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">sure </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">that </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">their </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">seats </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">available. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">So </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">yeah, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">gimme </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">a </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">call </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">or </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">text. </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">Bye. </span><a href="https://www.google.com/voice/fm/08575512795858778434/AHwOX_AVsg5gqeC2ce0c_ZQsUNs8D5iT3VHQWcVPzyotstNtNio4K6rOe33S7-q74qk5JNChy6e9yF-68PcKdhiL5S9E5Tugi_9NPM2DfhCfu_npASZkEecS6baRZvoeU8rt9wWUiwhyVJh67Td9dQjgHL67PhBMzA" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 65, 112);">Play message</a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>7/7</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Hey </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Vanessa, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">was </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">giving </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">a </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">call </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">see </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">if </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">guys </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">are </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">out </span></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">and </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">sisters </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">because </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">I'm </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">almos</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">t</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">done</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">now </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">And </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">can </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">pick </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">up </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">by </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">tomorrow </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">at </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">old </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">fashion </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">therapist, </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">can't </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">get </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">a </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">h</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">old </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">of </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Jason, </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">who </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">have</span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">my </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">currently. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">And </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">then </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">the </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">check </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">out </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">there. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">need </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">know </span></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">where </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">you're </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">at </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">et </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">cetera. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">The </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">basic</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">information. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">So, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">yeah, </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">give </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">me </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">a </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">call. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Bye.</span><br /><a href="https://www.google.com/voice/fm/08575512795858778434/AHwOX_DHH6mL54cFZaRVTFaqowYhfA14IBSZrGsU4qzYgbVElHDwhhVsNlnquNd6bDxcWn1Y441gdjRRZjQ_RxCXJPPVb4QqsAWoBBXD2oTSohh4ypfllZb_VNLYOgW_5rSf0KutSENt-3SAvkN_qrH6m0tMDj7bfA" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 65, 112); ">Play message</a></span></div><div>And most recently 10/8</div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Hey </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">Vanessa, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">was </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">seeing </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">what </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">guys </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">are </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">at. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I'm </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">gonna </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">walk </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">over </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">that </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">he </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">rolls </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">and </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">see </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">if</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">can </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">find </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">something </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">up </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">for </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">any </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">get </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">someone </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">sent </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">so </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">I </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">got </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">to </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">park. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">So </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">maybe</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">I'll </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">see </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">you. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">If</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">not, </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">just </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">text </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">me </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">where </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">you </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">at </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); ">lunch. </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); ">Or </span><span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85);">you </span></span><div> </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">guys </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">bye </span><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);">bye.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" ><br /><a href="https://www.google.com/voice/fm/08575512795858778434/AHwOX_BsddhpwOojSn6Zbeaw51-xQX9UmT3Crp6x3EATIIXdoSuJS01y3uvGIX4UaFQxo9nVRDEoXRc8UhotMnMLXsgaVWeGU9TowlraQhFyBZWQUhgal2cjGiDlpKisTr-jfYyE5YroQB3HL94WIB3DJN4mOSfBRA" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 65, 112);">Play message</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;" >At one point he did try to go off on a tangent while leaving </span></span></span><div> </div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;" >me a voicemail but I had called</span></span></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;" > him back to soon and cut him </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px;font-size:13px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;" >off too early.</span></span></span><div> </div> </div><div><a href="https://www.google.com/voice/fm/08575512795858778434/AHwOX_Bjt-wP5cWpOONexlNfhMbSvoDrE3fmgaOJCrDytYqw4fM6jyVzeyWMBMAJbAL6VCptAwWXmbmB1WSSbwzjFKYqsw-J4qk_8HnRFe1ojmobj08u-zaKZSOwjJ1CF3CqAq4dkk5gDelik5FXRj9mszVETC097w">Press me to listen!</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div><br />While leaving this message, Google Voice left me this...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;" >Transcript not available<br /><a href="https://www.google.com/voice/fm/08575512795858778434/AHwOX_Bjt-wP5cWpOONexlNfhMbSvoDrE3fmgaOJCrDytYqw4fM6jyVzeyWMBMAJbAL6VCptAwWXmbmB1WSSbwzjFKYqsw-J4qk_8HnRFe1ojmobj08u-zaKZSOwjJ1CF3CqAq4dkk5gDelik5FXRj9mszVETC097w" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(17, 65, 112); ">Play message</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><br />So all in all, I decided to keep GV but only because it annoys Grant so much.<div> </div> </div><div>But I do want to make sure that everyone knows that this blog is not <i>just</i> about Grant's rants, occasional input on our lives will be added as well. Even though Ryan Palo has been trying to go out of his way to get Grant to rant more than normal.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here are some pics from our trip to Tacoma a few weeks ago!<br /><br /><br /><div> <div><div> </div></div> </div> <div><div> <div> <div> </div> </div> </div> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> <div style="text-align: center;"><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHPc35Vq64nht_RXRCQSeCwoA4JjBrsgojkUPQ7fPA3_TYVIqIHQx-GpNL1w21btLzoLZ-Z_iLMn0zcI2mJONKKiXHSTVz0GpDAU9hB-f25Az88ISf5-T9kFVD4MU6If5kfEo57HEqPkU/s320/317176_10150294789765163_217326160162_8154060_1099689332_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662730916687423122" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;">Here I am with my comp prizes! A goodie bag and shake weight is all I need to keep me coming back for next year's Tacoma Throwdown.</span><br /><br /><div> <div> <div> </div> </div> </div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6Vk9KWBxvTLpnfseVdEvyPqjxbfZ5VDkMBbrnh4oqMgIInnw1aB8tlFBvrfjXTFjof2vgwFddx9pcnrzj_eL2cl8UoThJM46tFMnlyF85D-q8LjlBYC7L7N8B2qWOw3e-kyfGYSY9N8/s1600/SAM_1765.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6Vk9KWBxvTLpnfseVdEvyPqjxbfZ5VDkMBbrnh4oqMgIInnw1aB8tlFBvrfjXTFjof2vgwFddx9pcnrzj_eL2cl8UoThJM46tFMnlyF85D-q8LjlBYC7L7N8B2qWOw3e-kyfGYSY9N8/s320/SAM_1765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662730923386975058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Ingrid Carlson, making a pie and also an incredible breakfast, the day before she made us late for the comp. Jojo, your a lucky man.</span><br /><br /><div> <div> <div> </div> </div> </div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6Vk9KWBxvTLpnfseVdEvyPqjxbfZ5VDkMBbrnh4oqMgIInnw1aB8tlFBvrfjXTFjof2vgwFddx9pcnrzj_eL2cl8UoThJM46tFMnlyF85D-q8LjlBYC7L7N8B2qWOw3e-kyfGYSY9N8/s1600/SAM_1765.JPG"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7hyzgrToAW0QWm1ntDkaSTzl8mCt_iaLoFBPpW3Wt8hhH80XGFqDUWRcd7EtLy2c4B40Sf7Zp0zrmArh3rnm_TNzJ3i3CocQSAmKh2SLtg8q6Zn3DIcfFCPIE6BXaaK8OAbPBBM5GeUk/s1600/SAM_1775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7hyzgrToAW0QWm1ntDkaSTzl8mCt_iaLoFBPpW3Wt8hhH80XGFqDUWRcd7EtLy2c4B40Sf7Zp0zrmArh3rnm_TNzJ3i3CocQSAmKh2SLtg8q6Zn3DIcfFCPIE6BXaaK8OAbPBBM5GeUk/s320/SAM_1775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662730927115333282" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >Grant looking grateful that I decided <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> to participate in the Tour De' Goldfish X.<br /></span><br /></span><div> <div> <div> <div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIDWHX1ozqexDihq4KGxIj8BSglchfTFMgE-PAC9GnVau5q-YU6HL4jezQTEqUrq8HQHuHflaFiOBJS_SAzqJyXF2EUea5s6cz0WoA2bR1fISCG8hahV5KK66-qXh1RbzRwoEiLMZPcU/s1600/SAM_1784.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIDWHX1ozqexDihq4KGxIj8BSglchfTFMgE-PAC9GnVau5q-YU6HL4jezQTEqUrq8HQHuHflaFiOBJS_SAzqJyXF2EUea5s6cz0WoA2bR1fISCG8hahV5KK66-qXh1RbzRwoEiLMZPcU/s320/SAM_1784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662730933721857730" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">The Winners! Susie and three random dudes</span>.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIDWHX1ozqexDihq4KGxIj8BSglchfTFMgE-PAC9GnVau5q-YU6HL4jezQTEqUrq8HQHuHflaFiOBJS_SAzqJyXF2EUea5s6cz0WoA2bR1fISCG8hahV5KK66-qXh1RbzRwoEiLMZPcU/s1600/SAM_1784.JPG"><span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span></span></a><span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7hyzgrToAW0QWm1ntDkaSTzl8mCt_iaLoFBPpW3Wt8hhH80XGFqDUWRcd7EtLy2c4B40Sf7Zp0zrmArh3rnm_TNzJ3i3CocQSAmKh2SLtg8q6Zn3DIcfFCPIE6BXaaK8OAbPBBM5GeUk/s1600/SAM_1775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiydrNq7UaoK57Sl_alHx7-_nJb5p7t7kmnkY7ydoQxTKlk2DyhOQf4bg1OXtK0qFlvxiRDcK_LkU1tmWu5EY7rNoqSr1qyEXF3XEN4zlXp1uiRvwrB9hn3iF4iCAcHF7kcuU6wyt3wLPM/s320/SAM_1785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662730943884884258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">My old place of residence before I moved to Bend. (View from the hill)</span><br /></span></span></span></span></div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03016331189126386089noreply@blogger.com4