cyberhobo

Month: May 2003

  • Bruce Lee on Bouldering

    ‘I’m moving and not moving at all. I’m like the moon underneath the waves that ever go on rolling and rocking. It is not, “I am doing this,” but rahter, an inner realization that “this is happening through me,” or “it is doing this for me.” The consciousness of self is the greatest hindrance to…

  • Alabama Hills

    The flowers are starting to fade in the desert around Ridgecrest, but higher up the Owen’s Valley in the Alabama Hills they are going strong. Saturday was a day of good climbing, napping, soaking up sun and amazing views. It won’t be long before it’s time to venture up into the snowy peaks.

  • Rio Maggiore

    My morning post reminded me of this picture of Rio Maggiore, location of several such joyous mornings. There are streets and stairways lurching up among the stacks of apartments in steep and crazy wandering lines. I liked to spend the day exploring upwards, then as my energy waned I would drift naturally down to the…

  • jasmine green coffee

    This morning I didn’t scrub my coffee cup out quite well enough, so my coffee tastes like jasmine green tea. Hobos may ACT like they would glady stomach any coffee-like concoction, but I think at heart we’re coffee snobs. Nothing will make a person more appreciative of the vast differences in java brews than wide…

  • hot wedding

    Ok, it looks like I will be getting married in the middle of the desert in the heat of the summer! We may be quite mad, but it may also be a stroke of genius. More to come.

  • didn’t want to stop

    Of course Ann & I didn’t go to Tahquitz as we planned (it was snowing there I’m sure), but Ann was eager Sunday morning to climb something. So we headed to Big Rock again in drizzling rain, hoping for the best. It turned out to be perfect there, cool with brief spots of warm bright…

  • Mom’s New Self-Published Book!

    My Mom, dynamo that she is, has just written, illustrated, self-published, and is now self-marketing a new book, What’s On the Beach. It’s packed with her artwork and expertise on Great Lakes nature, and looks like FUN too. I can’t wait to read it. She needs all the help she can get, so if you…

  • Walter’s Crack

    The day I started bouldering, a little over a year ago now, I squared off against this problem. It’s a slightly overhanging crack that is wide and flaring near the bottom, then narrows at shoulder height so there are only a few key spots my fingers will fit in. That first day I couldn’t get…