Other Hobbies of Climbing Fanatics?

S Saunders wrote:

Just thank God you don't have a diary herd. I grew up on dairy farms, my dad was still farming with his father when I was young. 

There is no rest, twice a day every day, and having those effing Jersey bulls around meant you were always looking over your shoulder. 

Cosmic Charliewrote:

maybe we should get a record swap thread going!

You holding a bunch of rare 60's psych or KBD 7"s?  Hahah.  

I'm constantly haunted by the climbs I bailed off of and the trades that got away.  

Buck Riowrote:

Just thank God you don't have a diary herd. I grew up on dairy farms, my dad was still farming with his father when I was young. 

There is no rest, twice a day every day, and having those effing Jersey bulls around meant you were always looking over your shoulder. 

 

I didn’t think anyone else on MP would be old enough to know about a dairy farm with Jerseys and twice a day milking. I worked on dairy farms in the late 1940s and early 1950s. For a long time, the most common dairy breeds were Jersey, Guernsey, and Holstein.  Jersey bulls were much more aggressive than bulls of the other breeds. Over the years very few Jersey and Guernsey herds have been maintained and milking has gone over to three times a day.   

Twenty years ago, I met an older couple at a party who were retired from jobs in finance and had gone back to their roots and had a small ranch raising beef cattle. When I said this was easy compared to dairy farming, the wife replied that her husband had first suggested getting a small dairy herd. She told him in that case you’d better get a new wife.

rob.calm wrote:

I didn’t think anyone else on MP would be old enough to know about a dairy farm with Jerseys and twice a day milking. I worked on dairy farms in the late 1940s and early 1950s. For a long time, the most common dairy breeds were Jersey, Guernsey, and Holstein.  Jersey bulls were much more aggressive than bulls of the other breeds. Over the years very few Jersey and Guernsey herds have been maintained and milking has gone over to three times a day.   

Twenty years ago, I met an older couple at a party who were retired from jobs in finance and had gone back to their roots and had a small ranch raising beef cattle. When I said this was easy compared to dairy farming, the wife replied that her husband had first suggested getting a small dairy herd. She told him in that case you’d better get a new wife.

My grandfather never owned a tractor, but had four Percheron draft horses, and eleven boys. My dad was the youngest, and the last to leave. He cried when the horses got sold to the knackers for glue after grandpa died.  But was glad to move off the farm.

Buck Riowrote:

My grandfather never owned a tractor, but had four Percheron draft horses, and eleven boys. My dad was the youngest, and the last to leave. He cried when the horses got sold to the knackers for glue after grandpa died.  But was glad to move off the farm.

One of the farms I worked on was owned by a wealthy woman, who kept it in vintage condition. We had a tractor but also two Percherons. I really never did learn how to plow behind them. A tractor was easier to run. 

Volunteering, SARing, fighting fire, trying to keeping small bits of Cali from looking like an ash tray. Makes every climbing weekend taste sooooooo much better!

Sleeping and coffee (no particular order)

Night climbing is a fun distraction, long easy routes, usually snow covered

Buck Riowrote:

I spend most of my free time in prayer and fasting...I will keep you in prayer. I frankly liked the old Tradiban better.

Buck, what can I do to get back in your good graces?

Tradiban wrote:

Buck, what can I do to get back in your good graces?

Start by stirring the pot more, pointing out people hypocrisies and snowflake attitude...somebody has to do it. It made for more interesting reading. I'm trapped in my house 40+ hours a week, so I like to take little breaks to read MP forum. It has turned into so much Pablum ....

I like to play discgolf. 

I live close to a course and its less commitment than climbing. Its not nearly as rewarding and its only type 1 fun, but being outside is nice. 

Buck Riowrote:

Start by stirring the pot more, pointing out people hypocrisies and snowflake attitude...somebody has to do it. It made for more interesting reading. I'm trapped in my house 40+ hours a week, so I like to take little breaks to read MP forum. It has turned into so much Pablum ....

Too easy   

S Saunderswrote:

Farming. While fun, it’s also a shit-ton of work, so I would not recommend it.

Glad to see another climber messing around the farm.  Been raisen a few Boar goats and charolais cows on the side for almost 10 years. Unfortunately the soil down south ain't all that great compared to the Midwest and the climbing in NC is all choss compared to out west.  But at least, i can rock climb and be on the farm in the same day.

Thinking about climbing, looking on climbing forums, watching climbing videos, doing weighted pull-ups ;)

Wood lathes are fun

Dirt bikes, paddling, boats, beer.

Jim Tittwrote:

Dirt bikes, paddling, boats, beer.

Used to love paddling, but then the river got more crowded than the crag. 

ubuwrote:

Used to love paddling, but then the river got more crowded than the crag. 

What river is that? Asking so I know where not to go.

Carolinawrote:

What river is that? Asking so I know where not to go.

Potomac.  On the weekends it's a friggin' congo line at every hole worth playing in.

Gregger Manwrote:

Challenge accepted. I still have three epees, but I'll need to borrow some stuff: all my soft goods rotted and I threw out my mask because I'm sure it wouldn't pass the punch test any more. My last competitive bout was at an Olympic festival in Mexico City in 1992 - we were invited as the 'Texas National Team' and we competed against the South American Olympic teams. I got my butt kicked, of course. 

Can a foil fencer get in on this?  I tried epee for a while, but I my brain kept forgetting that I wasn't holding a foil - which isn't bad until you attempt to flick - resulting in a few bruised shoulders and many scoldings.