Originally posted by kenny71
BIAD you have a nice smile even if you are a boy in a dress.
Thank you Kenny, that's really kind of you.
Sadly the smile never goes away, so when I was previously busy
working at a Funeral Home, the loved ones of our 'customers' tended
to run screaming when they saw me appear through the curtains.
I just hope this new job at the Slaughter house pans out.
Hi Chad,
Yes, household bleach does my grin... again and again.
I'm just watching Wayne Herschel taking a knocking on
ireport.cnn.com
Bless his cotton socks!
Mt. Kebnekaise (Keb for short).
Swedens tallest at 6903 feet (2104 meters) above sea level (my map, which was at least 20 years old said 6945 (2117 meters), however the peak itself
is glacier and slowly diminishing due to global warming). But because to the total whiteout (as seen in the background) we had to retreat when we had only about 165 feet (50 meters) left to the
actual top...
That must have been the bummer of the ages since it had taken us 9 hours to get there (from camp and back took 16.5 hours more or less climbing
steep).
Still, one should remember that this mountain takes a death toll of one person per year and in 2010 it has already taken 3 to an early grave of stone
and ice...
The peak itself is surrounded by free-fall slopes about 1315 feet (400 meters) deep... Range of sight was around 6 feet (2 meters) and snow blindness
was coming on fast.
Still, we made a litte pile of rubble to make our visit known to the universe.
Raud representing ATS on top of Sweden 2010! Reco'nizeee dat ya'll!
[atsimg]http://files.abovetopsecret.com/images/member/71dc636c6a59.jpg[/atsimg]
This picture of my girlfriend and me is taken close to our base camp.
Pretty wild view to enjoy during breakfast dont'cha think?
[atsimg]http://files.abovetopsecret.com/images/member/52c7e149215c.jpg[/atsimg]
Yeah, I know exactly what you are talking about.
There should really be an escalator up there.
I thought that more than once while struggeling to catch my breath.
By climbing this mountain, and thus being higher up than any other peak in Sweden, I have most cleverly rid myself of any reason to climb these damn
slopes ever again.
Captain Raud is climbing a mountain, why is he climbing a mountain?
To hug the mountain
To envelop...that mountain
To hug the mountain
To envelop...that mountain
To hug the mountain
...that mountain
...that mountain
He wants to make love to the mountain.
Tough young guys with their sinewy bodies in their.....eh....
Finger and teeny toes
Challenge the rock.....Challenging...death!
Why do I climb the mountain?... Because I'm in love!
The is a passionate affair going on with Raud and that mountain
Raud is on...Raud is on the mountain.
Now in order to create that illusion...sucking...some of the most
Sensational men to not only climb are veracious, fleeting and illusive and peripheral.
And that's putting me on the mountain
Captain Raud is climbing a mountain, why is he climbing a mountain?
HOLD IT PLEASE....
To hug the mountain
To envelop...that mountain
To hug the mountain
To envelop...that mountain
To hug the mountain
...that mountain
...that mountain
He wants to make love to the mountain.
And the climb is going where no man has gone before
Where no man has gone before!
Challenge the rock.....Challenging...death!
Why do I climb the mountain?... Because I'm in love!
Craggy at times with flint that will cut.
Snowy wastes that can chill a man's heart.
Small caves that drip with forgotten tears.
A cloud-covered peak that can only be glimpsed
at and meadows where one can gambol.
Why does he climb the mountain?
Lost car keys, is my bet.
What comic genius. My sides just split when I watched that video after reading RAUD's post. Wait......I am on a mountain in my avatar. Why
did I climb that mountain?
...nothing at all like you BIAD...besides its bewildering, mysterious,
alluring magnetism...and the wisdom of a thousand ice-ages...
I understand and the fact that you didn't have to get the mountain
drunk and take it back to a motel roo.... But I'm over that.
So were your Swedish lungs gasping for air as you clambered this
vast rock? I know from some of your other exploits that you're used
to this sort of rugged terrain. That damned Museum carpark -for one!
This thread makes me miss mutter. Those were the days....
Indeed.
I recall we ran hand-in-hand into different times and
different dimensions. We frolicked in light and dark
and we wore our BTS friendship with pride.