24 December 2010

night-timing

ramdon pictures from a stroll around the North End of Boise on Christmas Eve.....

















































MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT

18 November 2010

soixante-douze jours

just confirmed i'll be on a 72 day (yes, thats seventy two!) whirlwind trip next spring. here are some destinations












































Some problem in Cresciano i will most likely flash











Chironcio




































let the jealous hate spewing commence....

16 November 2010

Barbaric Bavarian Bouldering

Veteran's day 2010 provided the last forseeable weekend for outdoor climbing until bishop land, so a posse traveled to central washington to check out the granite pebbles of Leavenworth, WA. Though we struck out with the weather (and attaining any sort of points), it was a fun weekend which ended up being far more socially entertaining than focused on climbing. Which was a-o-kay!













Here are some pictures Jesse took. Also, here's a link to more pretty pictures he takes. http://www.jessespaulding.com/Home.html














Kirsten on some of the most featured granite anywhere
























Fueled by PBR and "sending temps", Scott sends Resurrection

















We were graced with the presence of Mike "Maddog" Madison; former missoula rock crusher



























Our AWESOME cabin for the last night.



















Darkness falls quickly in PacificStandardTime. So drinking games of YAHTZEE obviously had to ensue.....


















....with shotgunning consequences. Here Emily contemplates shotgun number 4



















Kirsten getting after it...

























Chubby Bunny. Biggest send of the trip pour moi








02 November 2010

optimistic

great day at whiskey, as it's the place to be these days (http://boulderingmontana.com/2010/11/02/caught-in-the-act-ion/). scotty and i went out tues and were able to wrap up a couple little boulder problems and flail on another few. here are some pics.....







Optimism that both sparker and i managed
































Scotty demonstrating how tiny the 2nd hold on Optimism is








































25 October 2010

SPREAD'EM

Scotty trying hard for the 3rd ascent

























24 October 2010

October 24

slept in till four.

























then edited some photos......

20 October 2010

fail

Swampdonkey- no send
































Blodgett











13 October 2010

Solo-to-Loho

The weather yesterday epitomized what fall climbing temps are all about. Cool morning, sunshine, a crisp breeze, and never getting hotter than 55 in the bitterroot. Maybe other people didn't recognize theses ideal conditions (OR THEY FLAKED ON ME), but i could not for the life of me find a climbing partner in missoula. Not to be detered, lost horse sounded like the best option for lowballs with good landings. And cuz i hadn't been there in a bout a month since the latest boulder bash sep11. The festival is great, it brings numerous out of town climbers there, and for a fleeting moment there is a sense of a climbing community in missoula. All of this is great, but for the THIRD STRAIGHT YEAR there have been scorecards duct taped to boulders numerous days ( about 30 in this case) after the comp. WHAT....THE...FUCK! CLEAN UP YOUR SHIT

06 October 2010

ridiculous fun

joe is back, doing what he does best....wrestle lowballs with highgrades








(i don't think he sent)



Jesse left us, so now its up to scotty to play with seagulls and bring the fun












or just fall upside down


















kirsten's bday. more ridiculous fun

























oh.....and a boulder we found.......
















cept its hidden in montana.....

23 September 2010

Fall, Fuckheads






I don't know about you, but I can't wait to get my hands on some
fucking gourds and arrange them in a horn-shaped basket on my dining
room table. That shit is going to look so seasonal. I'm about to head
up to the attic right now to find that wicker fucker, dust it off, and
jam it with an insanely ornate assortment of shellacked vegetables.
When my guests come over it's gonna be like, BLAMMO! Check out my
shellacked decorative vegetables, assholes. Guess what season it
is—fucking fall. There's a nip in the air and my house is full of
mutant fucking squash.

I may even throw some multi-colored leaves into the mix, all haphazard
like a crisp October breeze just blew through and fucked that shit up.
Then I'm going to get to work on making a beautiful fucking gourd
necklace for myself. People are going to be like, "Aren't those gourds
straining your neck?" And I'm just going to thread another gourd onto
my necklace without breaking their gaze and quietly reply, "It's fall,
fuckfaces. You're either ready to reap this freaky-assed harvest or
you're not."

Carving orange pumpkins sounds like a pretty fitting way to ring in
the season. You know what else does? Performing an all-gourd
reenactment of an episode of Diff'rent Strokes—specifically the one
when Arnold and Dudley experience a disturbing brush with sexual
molestation. Well, this shit just got real, didn't it? Felonies and
gourds have one very important commonality: they're both extremely
fucking real. Sorry if that's upsetting, but I'm not doing you any
favors by shielding you from this anymore.

The next thing I'm going to do is carve one of the longer gourds into
a perfect replica of the Mayflower as a shout-out to our Pilgrim
forefathers. Then I'm going to do lines of blow off its hull with a
hooker. Why? Because it's not summer, it's not winter, and it's not
spring. Grab a calendar and pull your fucking heads out of your asses;
it's fall, fuckers.

Have you ever been in an Italian deli with salamis hanging from their
ceiling? Well then you're going to fucking love my house. Just look
where you're walking or you'll get KO'd by the gauntlet of misshapen,
zucchini-descendant bastards swinging from above. And when you do,
you're going to hear a very loud, very stereotypical Italian laugh
coming from me. Consider yourself warned.

For now, all I plan to do is to throw on a flannel shirt, some
tattered overalls, and a floppy fucking hat and stand in the middle of
a cornfield for a few days. The first crow that tries to land on me is
going to get his avian ass bitch-slapped all the way back to summer.

Welcome to autumn, fuckheads!


by Collin Nissan

09 September 2010

Sharp, like cheddar

Lolo. the land of sharp rock, hard problems, and fantastic scenery. Bouldering here can be fairly demoralizing, the the climbing tends to involve big boy moves with poor feet. WITH that said, the sends are all the more appreciated when they roll around. Not that i ever send anything there....







Yesterday scotty and i went to the Beautiful Boulder and Flying Lotus. Between these two boulders, there are at least 3 v6s, 1 v7 (which is fucking rad), 1 v8, 1 v9 and a v10. And they're all quality. FUCK YEAH!






Scotty got on the Scoreboard, sending Flying Lotus. an inncredibly dynamic steep v7 on smooth shelf like holds.

I tried really hard on Boobies and Heartbroken, to no avail. Heartbroken is way fucking hard up top. Need to try a lil harder and gobble up some hangboards before then.







Here's Levi on the Start of Heartbroken v8/9













30 August 2010

Z-E-S-T-I-N-G

Back in missoula; FINALLY! had a great couple days in the FORT with JD and Kenny Klein. Then i happened to leave about $600 worth of gear on top of my car and zoomed out like a bat outta hell. Luckily Ken found it, and someday soon-ish i'll have my camera back and climbing shoes. One can only climb so hard with blown out Madrock Hotties. Like stand-start to Bug Eyes hard.






Moved into a new place with Kyle SPACECAT Neeley. Surrrounded by "Whiskey Tango."






Also been playing scrabble, scrambling on rocks, and just kicking it with the Lady. Last game i Scrabbled with an 80 pt score. kinda a big deal.

























Not too much climbing to speak of; just getting back into the swing of things and getting some credits knocked out so i can graduate come winter time.










till next time.....



-turd B.

09 August 2010

All quiet on the Western Slope











summer is ticking away in junktown... a bit too slowly. between trips to Bangs Canyon (GJs sport crag) and trips to carrrboooonnnnndale and joes, i've found ways to keep busy.


no new sends as of late, or great insight.......ceepppttt.... the ARCADE FIRE HAVE A NEW ALBUM!!! just got it tonight, and here's one of my favs called "Ready to Start"...have a listen....

















here are some pretty pictures and shit....














the training barn


















Bangs Canyon- sick sport routes in an old micah mine

























my home, in Palisade. an up and coming vinyard






25 July 2010

Cowboy HipHop

in honor of Joe's summer job and the missoula crew in TENSLEEP







14 July 2010

Mt Hood and the Euros






I leave for the family oasis of Mt Hood, OR in 3 hrs. Lotsa family, friends, and adventures. Like chess with this man....












Das OPA











and then we'll play legos. Thomas showed me legos when i was a young pup.


















NOW the tables have turned, and i will show his offspring how to build Camalot.









Camalot





















Alex and Nikoli












Romain probably beat Zoe at bowling last week. But dats ok, shes too talllll to be any good at dat. Here he is celebrating the french doing something good besides looking like a disorganized mess.
















oh. and I'll be flailing here.....