Climbing Terminology: Nonsensical words that actually make sense

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When I first started climbing, I remember hearing a lot of words that made absolutely no sense. When the much more climbing savy person with you is yelling, “hand heel the green jug!”, it really helps to know what those things are.

Over time, you learn what these terms mean simply by being around other climbers and putting two and two together. I would liketo speed up this learning process for you, or at least provide you with some clarification if you’re a climber, or some entertainment if you’re a non-climber.

Oh, and the words themselves are in alphabetical order, but the pictures are not I’m afraid. Also, several words do not have an accompanying picture because I felt they didn’t really need a physical representation. But luckily, most of them do! So, enjoy – I hope you learn something!

Climbing Terminology– Nonsensical words that actually make sense

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The White Cliffs of Dover – About Castles and Fairies

Hiking Madness - Hiking in UK and elsewhere

White Cliffs of Dover29th August
20.7km – with Prasana.

This walk lies a little longer in the past, but I didn’t want to keep it from you :-).

Inspiration
Following my ‘Bored of Hiking‘ post, I followed up a suggestion of one of my blog readers and researched the White Cliffs Walking Festival in Dover that was supposed to be on the August Bank Holiday weekend. (What’s the Bank Holiday about, you wonder? We celebrate the ‘Late Summer’. UK doesn’t have an Independence Day or an International Worker’s Day, so the government had to come up with an alternative to avoid emigration due to the insufficient amount of bank holidays.)

White Cliffs of DoverI heard about the White Cliffs of Dover before; they were in fact on my to-do list, so I figured it was a great opportunity to take them off the list.

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We arrived in Dover early in the morning…

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Ayers Rock Resort

Clare's Cosmos

Thoughts on Location No 52

Ayers Rock Resort, Yulara, Northern Territory

Our quick trip to Uluru was jammed packed full of excitement.  We spent time bushwalking, watching the sun rise and set over Uluru and Kata Tjuta, taking way too many photos, and in between all of that, trying to stay cool.

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Sunday in medieval village

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Brisighella is a medieval village in the province of Ravenna, Italy. It is famous for the Castle Rocca built in 1228, the “Clock Tower” rebuilt in the 19th, the “Donkeys’ Road”- an elevated road which is unique in the world. It is unusual and antique village which dates to the end of the XIIth century.

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The Marble Shore

Notes from Near and Far

The Marble Shore“Whoever raises the great stones sinks.” ~ Giorgos Seferis, “Mycenae”

Like a river on a map, I trace the sinuous line with my finger as it meanders over the stone. The crystallised vein is rust-orange in a shadowy white expanse. The marble is rougher than I’d imagined, more like a sheet of compressed salt, baked solid by sun. A few succulents flower in the fissures, sustained by grains of soil wind-spilled into the cracks – enough to send up a shower of pale yellow stars. I hear the sighs of the sea beside me, whispers of wind through the pines. I’m standing in an abandoned quarry, hemmed in by its high cathedral walls, seawater licking the cove. A flight of herons steers eastwards across the sky. I follow that weaving line in the marble until the mineral seam slips out of reach, rising up the cliffs like a lit fuse…

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Catch Up, Part One

Polishing the Bumstone

It’s been more than six months since I’ve posted any sort of update and all kinds of things have happened since then! This is going to serve as a catch up post. Just a picture or two about what I’ve been up to and where I’ve been so that hopefully during this fall of climbing and life on the road I can keep it up to date.

Indian Creek

Ben and I drove south from Wyoming and reconvened in Moab for one more stint in The Creek. This time though we were meeting a couple ladies from Flagstaff. Kayla, Ben’s girlfriend, Megan, and her dog Juniper. Megan and I met briefly in Flagstaff while I was there in January and had stayed in contact. It was her spring break from nursing school and we arranged to meet up for a week of climbing splitters in the desert. Needless to say…

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Ponca City Times

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Yesterday I spent traveling to the north part of the state of Oklahoma to a small town called Ponca City which is located approximately twenty miles to the south of Kansas.  Ponca is the city where I was born and I was there to do some research for a few of my books.  This little city has a lot of interesting history associated with it and oil has been in the center of much of the history.

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The statue above was dedicated in 1930 by E.W. Marland who was a millionaire oilman who pretty much put Ponca City on the map in a lot of ways.  The theme of the statue was based upon the settling of the american west.  It was dedicated on April 22, 1930 on the 41st anniversary of the land run of 1889 which opened Oklahoma territory to settlers. More than 40,000 people attended the unveiling…

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Camping at the Beach

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This past Labor Day weekend, we went camping in our travel trailer again. This time, we went to Mustang Island, a state park on the Coastal Bend of Texas.

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It was a glorious trip. I don’t even know why I’m telling you this, because I think Mustang Island should be kept a fairly well-guarded secret. We had a great time there, except the trailer had one small difficulty … the gray water tank filled for an unknown reason and left us having to dump it or experience unsanitary conditions. We didn’t have a sewer outlet, so we had to take the trailer itself to be dumped.

Anyway, it was a great trip, the beach was very nice, most of the RVers were decent folks (even the adults with the four kids who insisted on playing in front of my new truck), and it was quite relaxing. And as always, we…

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