Hey all, thanks for these amazing posts! I am not a climber, but it's so fun to read about everyone's different experiences with barno. I first met barno at a party. He walked up behind me and asked if I knew what an "upper decker" was. I instantly fell in love. from that moment on I followed andrew around like a little duck! He was the coolest guy i'd ever met. His personality was so magnetic, people from all different walks of life just wanted to be around him, he had a way of making any situation comfortable and easy. After school everyday we used to cruise around c springs for hours, talking about everything, and nothing all at the same time. My favorite memory of barno was on my eighteenth birthday. I insisted we all eat tacos for lunch, which is a decision I will regret for the rest of my life. A couple hours later we are sitting on the bed and andrew gets this crazy weird look on his face, he proceeds to projectile vomit all over me, hair clothes and everything! I start to cry, and andrew starts to laugh! How can you be ever be mad at him?! My second favorite memory of barno was at prom. I went with him my senior year, and i think my stomach still hurts til this day from laughing so hard! We are out all night acting like these are the only moments that matter for the rest of our lives, and being completely in the moment. Andrew looks at me across the table at IHOP at 5 am and says, "so whittier, what are you going to do for the rest of your life?" I respond with "I have absolutely no idea, debbie downer". Andrew looks at me and tilts his head to the side with his all knowing little smirk, and in that moment I truly believe andrew did know what he wanted to do the rest of his life, and that was make people happy. This was a man who lived completely in the moment, who never had a bad thing to say, who had this joy that bubbled up from deep within his soul, and people could feel that. You could not help but laugh just being in the same room with him. I believe that people who fulfill their destiny in life end up leaving us, because they discover the meaning of life, and no longer need to search like the rest of us. Barno was such a unique and beautiful soul, and knew what it was to be truly living all the time. I can't imagine what it must be like to lose a son, and my heart aches for his family. I will miss andrew everyday for the rest of my life, but will also thank god that I was so lucky to be able to share in a piece of the joy that he brought to this earth. Let's love each other more, and be more like andrew. These pictures are oldies, but goodies! Enjoy!
I had several conversations with Andrew at JAX in FOCO. It's amazing reading descriptions of his character and then thinking about our few interactions...spot on! The guy was clearly psyched on life and climbing. We talked about the Black and it was evident that he held the place in high regard. It felt like we were friends after our initial meeting. I wish I could have gotten to know him better. Clearly, one of a kind.
Here is another tribute to Andrew, and more details pertaining to the celebration of his life at Vedauwoo this Thursday:
I've been reading all these posts, debating on whether or not to post one myself. I've started about four different times and just couldn't ever finish. Not from tears or lack of input, but from smiling too much to type. I lived with Andrew and Ted Mitchell (among other close friends) in the infamous White House our sophmore year in college. The summer leading up to that fall semester, Andrew and I had the house to ourselves. As Mikey Arnsteen said, a typical hungover morning included every door and window open, Al Green jamming in the background, and Barnes famous breakfast, usually hot sauce with a side of potatoes. Then we'd sit on the porch and buzz our heads while listening to Souls of Mischief. Totally Barber-Shop style. We even had a few brothers from the block stop by for, how Barnes put it, a "fat-ass fade". I think Andrew really began climbing seriously that summer, and while I didn't have the guts for it myself, I was always eager to join him on trips up to Horsetooth to watch him boulder. Just watching him develop as a climber helped me develop as a person. I learned more about living life in those couple months than I have in the rest of my life summed by a large margin. When I told my Mom (who is notorious for not remembering my friends) what had happened last week, she asked me kind of an odd question. She smiled and said "Oh wasn't he just the loveliest, who was his best friend?" I didn't know how else to answer, but to say "We all were". Whether it was a week, a month, or a few years between "Barno-sightings", he always made you feel like you'd seen him yesterday, and that you'd see him again tomorrow, waking you up with smooth soul music and cooking you breakfast. See you in Wyoming brother.
A Celebration of the Life & the Spirit of Andrew Barnes
Thursday 5:00 pm MST, July 18, 2013
Vedauwoo, Wyoming Hidden Valley Picnic Area: From Laramie take I-80 to exit 323 (Happy Jack Road). Take a left off the exit and then a right just after the bridge. Go straight past the visitors center. After one mile you will see the sign for the camp site on the right. Parking will be though the open gate.
Anyone who has been touched by Andrew's life
Where to stay
Bring your tent or sleeping bag as camping is available at the memorial site in Vedauwoo
Accommodations are available in Laramie WY at the American Lodge & Suites 4712 Grand Avenue, Laramie WY 82070 Please call 307-745-0777 to reserve room and ask for Barnes Group Rate
Food and drink will be provided This celebration is informal; A sharing of stories, a blessing of Andrew, and a celebration of his life will commence around 6pm
I have had the honor and privilege of acting as Andrew's realtor in the last few years and I have never met a more pure soul that this man. I am deeply saddened as you all are but feel gratitude to have actually spent some brief but quality time with a person who just glowed with joy. I know the Heavens are brighter, but we are left with heavy hearts.
Barnes was one of my best friends. He was the most brutally honest friend you could ask for. He was the first person I went to when I found out my wife's brother passed away. He was like a tree, you could lean on him when you felt tired and beat up and you'd know he would be there.
We never climbed together, we mainly just stood around in the woods or threw water balloons at bicycle cops. I'll think about him every day, he'll never be forgotten.
Does anyone on here have his parents contact information. I'll be heading up to my family cabin in the coming weeks, and both of his parents places are along my route. I'd love to swing through and give them each a hug, and share some memories about their amazing son and the impact he had on my life. Thank you for any information:)
I met Barnacle when I was 18 years old at CSU. He lived on a hall with many of my buddies who lived in the dorms. I crashed there many nights after house parties with the 4th floor crew and got to know them all well. As the years went on I saw Andrew here and there, at a Halloween party he'd have, or around Fort Collins when he was back in town in between adventures. The last time we got to catch up was actually this past April or maybe May. He came over to my house and brought me an amazing hookah as a gift, that I'll forever cherish. We hung out all night catching up over suds, and old 1980's arcade style video games. After that we headed to Barnes place for a smoke and to show me his art he'd been working on since I'd seen him last. I'll forever treasure that evening with Barnes, as it was our last together. The man sure did have a drive for adventure and an immensely kind spirit, I always left his company feeling positive and smiling:) Thanks for teaching me the things you did about life in the short time you were here my friend, I miss you.
We are Andrew's Uncle & Aunt. Along with our daughter Rachel, we were at his life celebration last night. It was one of the most beautiful & saddest things we've ever seen. What a wonderful kid! He touched so many lives, we were blown away by all the people that cared so deeply for him. Our love, blessings and condolences go out to his wonderful family. We loved seeing all of you and hope you get through this as best as possible. I know that you are so proud to have had such an awesome son & brother! Love to all the family. xoxoxoxoxo
Thank you everybody who shared for this video and who was there last night to celebrate AB! I'm gonna think about and miss him every single day for the foreseeable future. Lots of love and respect to Ron, Jane and Kayla for being responsible for bringing up such a wonderful person into this world and thank you Chris for helping out so much last night. We all needed that and will need to continue to reach out and touch each other, just like AB did. I hope you can smile over this or at least cry in the good kind of way....
Thank you to absolutely everyone who came to the celebration of Andrew's life. I can't imagine a more wonderful group of people or a more fitting event. I know there are many people who would have liked to be there who could not be. Some people have asked if I would post this.
A FEW WORDS ABOUT ANDREW BARNES (THE PARADOX OF BOO-BOO) Crack master, word crafter Hot rocker, smelly socker Cheeky joker, holy smoker Wholly focused, totally non-fussed On sighter, poetry writer Painting innovation, untarnished inspiration Hippy dirt-bag, classiest climber on the crag Deep thinker, lady sinker Free as the air, always there Rocking on the stone man, stoner on the rock man Crux sender, kind and tender Minimalist lodger, artful fee dodger Generous hoster, total coaster Frequently disarming, effortlessly charming
black canyon of the gunnison. AB, The Spirit and the Genuine
AB, spirit and the soul never die
AB, spirit and the soul never die.
Andrew Andrew Michael Barnes; about to be the next surge of life energy going directly towards an art of experience and purity, and the genuine practice of positivity. "There's a Party Goin' on in There!" -AB .
Hey guys, I still have quite a bit of footage and photos that I have not used yet and am thinking about including them at some other date, maybe a year from now or something like that. I did mean to include this footage in the video though because it is pretty funny and demonstrates the personality of Mr. AB perfectly. Most people would be pretty mad if their roomate gave them a bottle rocket shower. Barno thought it was hilarious though and watched this clip again and again. This started because he was trying to train me to be a morning person and had thrown a rock at my window the morning before in order to wake me up at 5:30am. He ended up shattering my window though which caused me to cut up my hand pretty good on the glass. He was a fast dude though and the time I became alert to what had happened and looked out the window for him, he was gone and all I could hear was that Barno laugh as he sped away on his bike. I soaked all his undies in water and placed them in the freezer before I went to class that day and then surprised him with this. He thought it was hilarious. We had to call a truce though because we both foresaw things getting out of hand very quickly... haha...
I was hoping to post to the site sooner, but learning of the lose of Andrew was so shocking and heart wrenching that I have found it hard to keep a thought in my head, let alone write them down in some meaningful way. Andrew and I were cousins and always kindred spirits. I remember Andrew when he was barely big enough to walk or run. Even then, he was a fearless little guy. I can clearly picture him egging me and another of his cousins on, so that we would chase him around and knock him down on the grass. He would laugh and laugh, and then come back for some more. Another similar memory is of a family raft trip when he got us so fired up that we grabbed his legs and dunked him, head first, over the side. However, he would be so happy that he could mix it up with us, that it was impossible to ever be mad at him.
As the years went by I was fortunate to join Andrew on many adventures and hear him tell the stories of countless others (in an extremely entertaining Andrew way). I also was able to watch him change from a charming little hellion to a thoughtful man who never lost the mischievous twinkle in his eye. There are a few things about Andrew that never changed. He truly cared about those around him. He could be counted on to help anyone of his friends from his days in Laurel, to 'The Springs', to FOCO, then those he climbed with. He and I knew each other so well and for so long that we had nothing to hide from each other. Therefore, when I saw Andrew I could expect endless 'uncut' stories of his nearly constant shenanigans, and he spoke absolutely lovingly of those he considered his friends and partners in crime. It seemed his spirit of adventure changed over time, but was always strong and ever constant. When he was young, Jayne and Ron could truly count on a constant supply of hijinx from Andrew. Also, before he was a climber, Andrew was a ripping snowboarder. There were many a cliff drop or rope ducked in my time riding with Andrew and I can't remember a single time when he was anything but 'all in.' Though with other pursuits his spirit was always strong, it seems that climbing really brought his adventurous spirit and passion to a whole new level.
The one thing that sets Andrew apart from anyone else I have ever known is his bravery. He, not only, had the creativity to come up with wonderful feats, but he would go into them whole heartedly even knowing that they would probably end badly. Be it stealing his parents car, jumping his bike and landing full force on his collar bone, climbing the library in a cape, or just completely going against society's norms; Andrew would enjoy the moment and accept the outcome without judgment. I think that is one of the main reasons it was impossible not to be drawn to Andrew. Not only was he wildly entertaining, but when you were with him it was impossible not to feel a feel a bit braver yourself. If he could throw himself in without hesitation, those of us around him often knew we could too.
The celebration at Vedauwoo was wonderful tribute to a beautiful, kind soul. One theme that seemed universal was that we should all remember to live a little more like Andrew. Possibly in remembering him we will be able to remind ourselves to live the life we love and be brave. But I think, maybe, he had so much spirit and bravery in him that now he is gone there is a lot more out there for us to share.
This has taken me a while to find some old pics but I found a couple. First I would like to say I did not stay in contact with Barno. I did see him once in a while when I went to FoCo. No matter what some people in your life will always have an impact on you and Andrew Barnes was one of those people. I loved having classes with him because you never knew what funny things he would do. My favorite class with him was geology. Almost every time we had a field trip Barno, Booty and I would look at each other and think how are we going to get out of this and go to Alfonzo's. We did go a lot that year. Anyway, I hate when this world has a loss like Barno. My heart was broken when I heard and it still is. Everyone of his friends and family members are in my heart because if he can make such a huge impression on someone like me that he wasn't even very close with then I can only imagine what others he was close with are going through.
As I began this note I thought, “What would Andrew want me to say?” I believe he would want me to thank each and every one of you. He loved life and he loved you. The celebration of his life was amazing and yes he would have been right in there saying, “there is a party going on in there.” I believe that has to be one of the best celebrations of life ever, as you cannot even explain how magical it was, and the amount of positive energy brought to each and every one of us. As Andrew’s Mom I am not sure how life goes on from here, yet I know that Andrew would want me to do as Theodore Roosevelt once said “Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.” I would like to keep in touch with all you so please email me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
As many of you know Andrew was organic farming in southern Colorado this summer. I will be heading to the farm in Bedrock, Co. the end of August or 1st of September to help Brennan and Naomi complete what was one of Andrew’s dreams. I look forward to being in his presence as my life is filled with the presence of God, and know that HE would want me to complete the harvesting of the “lonely otter farm.” One of the fun comments Andrew and I used to share is, “How cool is that!” It truly has been a blessing to me being with each and every one of you. The farm is amazing and returning for harvest will be great.
Quinn had helped Andrew put together a website of his art work and this site will be updated soon. It is really neat as you will be able to purchase prints. There are only a few pieces on there now, so watch for updates as it is amazing how many pieces Andrew had given to friends and family. Let me know if you have any pieces to add to his collection. The website is Blue Canvass…(aboiles).
The Ft. Collins Art Museum has been amazing. The owner of Andrew’s mask gave it back to the family. We are looking into how to physically secure it so that we can travel to next year’s Mask event. The application is in place for 2014 and they have Andrew’s mask on the cover. Like I said his presence is with us as he truly gave life his best and would have said, “How cool is that!”
Thanks again to all of you and please don’t hesitate to let me know if there is anything I can do for you. I hope to be with you in your new happenings and to stay connected. I also thought if you spread Andrew’s I would love to know where. I know he would appreciate being with you wherever life takes you…blessings jayno
Hi Everyone, Hey this link is going to be my saving grace so please continue to post pictures as it just warms my heart to read these stories and the great pictures you all have. I forgot to tell you in my post that Kayla and I returned to Bozeman to find that Chad (Andrew's cousin) had painted my living room, dining room and kitchen.....add this to the list of amazing things folks have done for us. I love hearing about your adventures and want to hear more about them as Andrew will be with you in spirit as I am too. We giggled the other night that we could refill your "Andrew Ash Bags" as he would like that we are recycling...thanks again jayno
Buster Jesik and I climbed in Rocky Mountain National Park yesterday at an area called Lumpy Ridge. We did a route called Turnkorner on Sundance Buttress and scattered some of Andrew's ashes from the summit. It was an honor. Thank you for the opportunity to climb with Andrew one more time.
Thanks to Jayne, Kayla, his family and friends, and his KMAC family for setting up the celebration of Andrew's life as it was so beautiful and inspiring. AB truly was a special individual as evidenced by all these wonderful posts, and as countless others have shared, my life was also impacted by Andrew.
It didn't take long after meeting Andrew and working and climbing with him at KMAC to develop a crush on him as I imagine most girls did. He was so full of life and so transparent. When around him, you always knew that you were going to get Andrew Barnes, no more no less. One of his motto's was "You gotta keep it simple".
The way he was and lived really impacted me that first summer of guiding because I had been confronting the challenges of transitioning my lifestyle from an independent adventure climber to a family woman. We always treated each other as equals and there was always mutual respect. It was refreshing to meet such a young, handsome and talented guy who knew that we all have something to learn from each other. He really reminded me of myself years back the way he just went for life with such zest and uninhibited passion. We had also shared similar dreams of growing food, communal living and environmental activism.
Beneath his fun-loving exterior was a raw intensity that pushed buttons and agitated complacencies. It was maybe this quality that inspired me to keep fighting for my dreams and to not conform just because life was getting harder or more complicated. He has inspired me to let go of worldly attachments and fight against conformity. After his passing, I feel a desire to honor his life and share with my son and other youth Andrew's example of how to live life to the fullest. I plan to do that by keeping in touch with many of you and telling Andrews jokes and stories whenever possible. As Jayne said with the farm harvest, he created so many wonderful things that we can all continue to be a part of and to work on. I look forward to living more like Andrew Barnes!!!
Buster Jesik and I climbed in Rocky Mountain National Park yesterday at an area called Lumpy Ridge. We did a route called Turnkorner and scattered some of Andrew's ashes from the summit. It was an honor. Thank you for the opportunity to climb with Andrew one more time.
Luke, nice! Jake and I did Turnkorner earlier this summer. Still thinking about where to climb with AB again...I think the Tower or the Big D would be good spots.
Since I'm not a climber, or much of a "gardener", I decided Barno might like his ashes mixed in with the floatant I use when fly-fishing. So I took him to the Big Thompson on Friday and we caught a ton of trout, including the biggest Brown I've ever seen. My fiancee had our camera last week, so I didn't snag any pictures (I'm bad at selfies anyway), but I don't think AB would mind. A humbling experience, to say the least.