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	<title>Comments on: Didgeridoo</title>
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	<description>Steph Davis Blog</description>
	<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 02:50:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Tarrol</title>
		<link>http://www.highinfatuation.com/blog/didgeridoo/comment-page-1/#comment-1278</link>
		<dc:creator>Tarrol</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 04:53:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Matt, dude you need to send me a email. I'm on my short final. Just a few months to retirement. My email is my firstname.lastname@gmail so please give me a blast. Sorry to use this but I lost contact with all my trips to the heat.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Matt, dude you need to send me a email. I&#8217;m on my short final. Just a few months to retirement. My email is my firstname.lastname@gmail so please give me a blast. Sorry to use this but I lost contact with all my trips to the heat.</p>
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		<title>By: Matt Stanley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Matt Stanley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 17:55:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hmm... that mighta been 2001. I have happy memories of meeting Eric and his dad Dave when I was there on my road trip. We met Dave in the visitor center parking lot when you and I got back from doing the Owl and Ancient Art. We got out of your truck and saw Dean, Jimmie, and some then-unknown gent talking, then Dean pointed over in our direction and the gent gave a hard stare aimed at me.

At first I thought, "Uh oh, what's up?", but then Dean, Jimmie, and the gent walked over. Dean made introductions, then Dave said, "So, Dean says you're from Washington... Your dad wouldn't happen to be Fred Stanley, would he?"

"Yeah, he is," I replied, mystified.

"He and I climbed together back in the early '60s!"

Pretty amazing that on the first climbing day of my trip, I end up meeting one of my dad's first partners from back in the day. Anyway, I remember we ended up having dinner with Dave's family at the Mexican restaurant (it's now a bike shop?) out on the highway. I remember Eric talking about mathematics that whooshed straight over my head.

Good memories. I'm glad the world always turns out to be smaller and more personal than we think it is in our darker hours. 8)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hmm&#8230; that mighta been 2001. I have happy memories of meeting Eric and his dad Dave when I was there on my road trip. We met Dave in the visitor center parking lot when you and I got back from doing the Owl and Ancient Art. We got out of your truck and saw Dean, Jimmie, and some then-unknown gent talking, then Dean pointed over in our direction and the gent gave a hard stare aimed at me.</p>
<p>At first I thought, &#8220;Uh oh, what&#8217;s up?&#8221;, but then Dean, Jimmie, and the gent walked over. Dean made introductions, then Dave said, &#8220;So, Dean says you&#8217;re from Washington&#8230; Your dad wouldn&#8217;t happen to be Fred Stanley, would he?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Yeah, he is,&#8221; I replied, mystified.</p>
<p>&#8220;He and I climbed together back in the early &#8217;60s!&#8221;</p>
<p>Pretty amazing that on the first climbing day of my trip, I end up meeting one of my dad&#8217;s first partners from back in the day. Anyway, I remember we ended up having dinner with Dave&#8217;s family at the Mexican restaurant (it&#8217;s now a bike shop?) out on the highway. I remember Eric talking about mathematics that whooshed straight over my head.</p>
<p>Good memories. I&#8217;m glad the world always turns out to be smaller and more personal than we think it is in our darker hours. <img src='http://www.highinfatuation.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_cool.gif' alt='8)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Eric Beckstead</title>
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		<dc:creator>Eric Beckstead</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 05:19:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well I actually did finish Dean's didg, just never managed to get around to sending it to you guys. hopefully I'll pop up by Moab again some time and get it to you. Great picture! I had a blast with you two, watching Dean through binoculars was my first introduction to him, while you were always very busy. Great times :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well I actually did finish Dean&#8217;s didg, just never managed to get around to sending it to you guys. hopefully I&#8217;ll pop up by Moab again some time and get it to you. Great picture! I had a blast with you two, watching Dean through binoculars was my first introduction to him, while you were always very busy. Great times <img src='http://www.highinfatuation.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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