tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30666862155154727222024-03-13T15:11:53.064-07:00If the dead gave us a roadmap..We'd know just where to go.Dr. Newton Flaschhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02226241448267006113noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3066686215515472722.post-52420979597156368992010-12-28T18:50:00.000-08:002011-01-06T19:26:27.571-08:00Return to Boomerang<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Finally!! The awaited return to Boomerang cave. A good snowshoe from the top of the Little Beaver ski lift at Beaver Mountain got us to this hole in the ground. With something like 300 vertical feet of ropework it was a pretty good workout.<br />
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Times on entrance pit ascent..<br />
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GNASTY SEBASTIAN = <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">4min. 30sec.</span><br />
PETER HARTLY = <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">6min. 20sec.</span><br />
Dr. Neil = <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">7min. 30sec.</span><br />
Im feelin pretty good about this. : )<br />
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After the cave it was dark but had just enough light to turn our headlamps off and snowshoe by the light of the stars.<br />
Good Trip.<br />
Thanks LanceDr. Newton Flaschhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02226241448267006113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3066686215515472722.post-10067551444712478472010-12-14T14:57:00.001-08:002010-12-14T14:57:38.830-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TECe1DT3f4/TQf2W2klEJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Wk_KCJZ2ojI/s1600/coyote-gulch-corkscrew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TECe1DT3f4/TQf2W2klEJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Wk_KCJZ2ojI/s320/coyote-gulch-corkscrew.jpg" width="213" /></a></div>Dr. Newton Flaschhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02226241448267006113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3066686215515472722.post-32137284723973985542010-12-13T13:18:00.000-08:002010-12-13T13:18:34.210-08:00Speed Up<div align="center" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9TECe1DT3f4/TQaGxJ8ib5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/GkkTpsUxM7k/s1600/1211100803a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is me hanging from the doorway trim, im really feelin the itch to go climbing again</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div align="right">So work can get pretty slow, so we must find things to do to keep us entertained. I tried to get myself excited for winter, but its not working.</div><div align="right"><br />
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<div align="left">Saturday morning 5 A.M. a group of us arise from slumber to go to Canteen Springs cave. We got there just as the sun was coming up across the small valley. This was a really fun little trip, we did the entire cave pretty fast and were back in the valley before 10.</div><div align="left"><br />
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</div><div align="left">This is Boomerang cave.. Lance likes to remind me of this cave by saying</div><div align="center"> <span style="font-size: large;">"Remember that time you forgot your harness?"</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size: small;">I hope to see you again soon, Boomerang. Maybe actually get inside.</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div align="left"><br />
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</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We also managed to sneak in a little snowshoe trip. We were trying to get to Logan Peak, but ran out of time. It was very foggy and rained on us for most of the way. But it was still very fun. </div>Dr. Newton Flaschhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02226241448267006113noreply@blogger.com0