Friday, April 11, 2014

Back in the 70's, rock climbers, as a rule, were a bit off. What with the smoking and climbing and smoking and climbing and smoking and climbing and............

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Back in the early 70's, Ricky, Mark and myself started a climbing club in Memphis, Tn. We called ourselves the 'Raliegh Climbing Club'. We meet each week, had dues and bought ropes and 'biners every month. When I moved to New Mexico, Mark and Ricky came out for a week of camping and climbing. Climbing clubs were everywhere by the mid to late 70's. This group found a unique way of uping the membership- nude climbs. Hey, it was the 70's man, dig-it?

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

The older I get I sometimes think that I don't care what other people think of me. Then, sometimes I DO care. Whats up with that? Probably just mood swings that can spin on a dime. Either way, I'm having a fun life even when I make it harder on myself than need be on occasion. Live and learn? Maybe.

The other thing is I do think about others.....all the time. I need to find a big bag of money and just start driving for about 6 months and just go everywhere I want to go. Memphis, Albuquerque, Texas, Colorado and Alaska. Then, the coast highway from Canada to Baja. Go to Rossa Rita and have a drink and then get the hell outta Mexico. Peace.

Monday, April 7, 2014

He must have taken Elvis' advice. Eveytime Elvis returned home from a concert, he wanted a "cherry pie a mile wide."

Miss ya Johnny.