Laura and I planned to go ice climbing with my buddy Matt Johns from Kentucky, Joel Torretti and his buddy Josh Hurst from Maine. Yeah you read right, he came here from Maine. After a start consisting of breakfast at Valley Dairy, shopping for - drill bits, a six pack, twice forgotten pants, non-alcoholic drinks, snacks and probably more. We've learned that buying a sixer around 9:00 am is harder to do than you think... Oh yeah I almost forgot it was raining. Not the best weather for ICE climbing, or is it? Well Matt had to stay in Kentucky so we sadly were Mattless. It ended up being Laura, Joel, Josh and I. After our morning shenanigans, we decided to drive to Meadow Run in Ohiopyle to check out the Upper Meadow amphitheater for potential mixed lines. The rains stopped by the time we arrived in Ohiopyle. Upon pulling into the parking lot we saw the quantity of ice along the Lower Meadow cliff band and decided it was clearly time to climb and check out the Upper later in the day. We spent the morning cranking the mixed lines and even added an alternate left var. to Captain Caveman that traverses left more under the roof before pulling the lip around the last hanging curtain. Slightly longer and harder than Captain Caveman. All kinds of shenanigans going on there. Fun stuff... short and pumpy. Laura busted herself up falling on Anger Management (which some asshole stole the draws off of) so she stayed to climb Hemlock with me and following the advice of Dr. Torretti, decided to head home to heal for tomorrow and Sunday. The 3 of us stayed and climbed a couple more lines and decided to walk to Upper Meadow to eye the amphitheater while we still had a couple of hrs. of light. What can I say... Its steep, burly, has free hangers and pillars galore. Its impressive to see. We explored around looking at potential lines out the steep cave. We decided to work on a line that starts on some ice in the back of the cave and heads up through several overlaps to the free hanging curtain at the lip. Burly, but by no means the most difficult line there. Joel rigged a line from the top while Josh started up the ice and got the first bolt in. I put him on belay as he worked up, go into position and placed the 2nd. He came down and I was up. I went up on lead to the high point and continued up into position and located where to put the 3rd. I didn't get more than a 1/2 inch when the drill was doing no good. The battery was dead. I lowered the drill and proceeded to get myself stuck for a while. After much effort, I was back to the ground. We cleaned up and walked out as it was getting dark. Good ice, good laughs, good fun. 1 down 2 to go. Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings... Enjoy the photos!There's somebody out there for everybody. You just have to wait for god to bring them into your life.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
3 days of shenanigans
Laura and I planned to go ice climbing with my buddy Matt Johns from Kentucky, Joel Torretti and his buddy Josh Hurst from Maine. Yeah you read right, he came here from Maine. After a start consisting of breakfast at Valley Dairy, shopping for - drill bits, a six pack, twice forgotten pants, non-alcoholic drinks, snacks and probably more. We've learned that buying a sixer around 9:00 am is harder to do than you think... Oh yeah I almost forgot it was raining. Not the best weather for ICE climbing, or is it? Well Matt had to stay in Kentucky so we sadly were Mattless. It ended up being Laura, Joel, Josh and I. After our morning shenanigans, we decided to drive to Meadow Run in Ohiopyle to check out the Upper Meadow amphitheater for potential mixed lines. The rains stopped by the time we arrived in Ohiopyle. Upon pulling into the parking lot we saw the quantity of ice along the Lower Meadow cliff band and decided it was clearly time to climb and check out the Upper later in the day. We spent the morning cranking the mixed lines and even added an alternate left var. to Captain Caveman that traverses left more under the roof before pulling the lip around the last hanging curtain. Slightly longer and harder than Captain Caveman. All kinds of shenanigans going on there. Fun stuff... short and pumpy. Laura busted herself up falling on Anger Management (which some asshole stole the draws off of) so she stayed to climb Hemlock with me and following the advice of Dr. Torretti, decided to head home to heal for tomorrow and Sunday. The 3 of us stayed and climbed a couple more lines and decided to walk to Upper Meadow to eye the amphitheater while we still had a couple of hrs. of light. What can I say... Its steep, burly, has free hangers and pillars galore. Its impressive to see. We explored around looking at potential lines out the steep cave. We decided to work on a line that starts on some ice in the back of the cave and heads up through several overlaps to the free hanging curtain at the lip. Burly, but by no means the most difficult line there. Joel rigged a line from the top while Josh started up the ice and got the first bolt in. I put him on belay as he worked up, go into position and placed the 2nd. He came down and I was up. I went up on lead to the high point and continued up into position and located where to put the 3rd. I didn't get more than a 1/2 inch when the drill was doing no good. The battery was dead. I lowered the drill and proceeded to get myself stuck for a while. After much effort, I was back to the ground. We cleaned up and walked out as it was getting dark. Good ice, good laughs, good fun. 1 down 2 to go. Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings... Enjoy the photos!Monday, September 5, 2011
The Bobbin Birdie Flies to Iowa!

I hope that everyone is having a nice Valentine's Day - either celebrating it, ignoring it, or doing something delightfully un-Valentinesy, whatever your persuasion.
But what will thered Bobbin Birdiebe doing, you might ask? She will be spending the evening packing her bags, for soon she will fly to her new human friend in the Midwest. I would like to announce that the winner of the Valentine's Day Give-Away and the recipient of the Birdie is Audrey W., whose submission I repost below:
The photo is a little fuzzy, but a close look reveals details that struck me as both sweet and meaningful. On the right is a picture of a heart shaped wheel in a truing stand. And the poem on the left reads:
"true love
discouraging, tiresome
amassed frustrations
quick release–
escape
restore sanity?
true love, loyal to
youth, to health, to
the beating-
heart
celebrating curves,
bearing pain and
bliss–
eternal"
Though not as sleek in presentation as some of the other entries, the impact of Audrey's card stayed with me, and many readers reported the same effect in their feedback.
Audrey is involved inthe Bike Library in Iowa City, where she and the Birdie should feel right at home as a couple.Please join me in congratulating Audrey on her new bicycle!
I would like to thank everyone who submitted their poetry and art for this give-away (see the 15 finalists here). Your work brought joy to lots of readers, and I hope there is some satisfaction in that. Thank you also to those who gave feedback about their favourite entries; I read all the comments and they definitely influenced my decision. Finally, I would like to express my appreciation to the fellows atForth Floor - the North American distributor of Bobbin Bicycles -for sponsoring this give-away with no stipulations or strings attached. As always, thank you everyone for reading, and a lovely evening to all!
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Review of "Lucy 3-Speed": Raleigh Lady's Sports
New Brake Pads: Vintage 3-Speeds have one tragic flaw: steel rims on the wheels. This means that in wet weather, the caliper brakes do not have great stopping power. Getting new, super-grippy brake pads will help with this, somewhat. The salmon Kool-Stop pads are generally considered to be the nicest and grippiest.
I also had the chain replaced, brakes and hub adjusted, and a general tune up. All this was done by the excellent Harris Cyclery in West Newton, Mass.
Friday, September 2, 2011
How about we ALL get on the clue bus?
It is so easy to avoid a train wreck...why wouldn't you?

Just the simple, basics of life...you know...like:
Packs you don't need to be Houdini to figure out how to get on, get off or pack
Hammers that you can actuallyhammer something useful with
Stop trying to sell down insulation as a "belay" parka
Trying to tell me why a detachable hood is a good thing on abelay parka
Umbilicalattachments or even umbilicals actually designed to stay attached
Tool handles actually as strong and reliableas the leashes they replaced
While we are at it, a commercial umbilical that can take 2000lbs static load
"Soft mid sole ice climbing boots"......which makes aboutas much sense as"melting ice cream".
Just say *NO*to flexiblecrampons, you life will be better for it
And say *NO* to climbing gear that you throw away after it hits a file twice
(hit and run, Rant mode off)

Just the simple, basics of life...you know...like:
Packs you don't need to be Houdini to figure out how to get on, get off or pack
Hammers that you can actuallyhammer something useful with
Stop trying to sell down insulation as a "belay" parka
Trying to tell me why a detachable hood is a good thing on abelay parka
Umbilicalattachments or even umbilicals actually designed to stay attached
Tool handles actually as strong and reliableas the leashes they replaced
While we are at it, a commercial umbilical that can take 2000lbs static load
"Soft mid sole ice climbing boots"......which makes aboutas much sense as"melting ice cream".
Just say *NO*to flexiblecrampons, you life will be better for it
And say *NO* to climbing gear that you throw away after it hits a file twice
(hit and run, Rant mode off)
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Dead Trees
More Pickleball and Another Covered Bridge
Tonight we went all went back to Cortland to play pickleball again. I had a chance to talk to the ladies more this time and I really enjoyed getting to know them better. There is just something about pickleball players that is really special. They just seem to have a zest for life. Many of these players spend time at The Villages in Florida and it showed in how they played. They were a tough crowd. We had a great time with them. I felt a bit sad saying goodbye, not knowing if we'd see them again or not.






The Tower
The tower of morning glories in my garden, taller than anything, even the bananas. The ladder is shown for scale.

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