|07-19-2005, 08:09 PM||#4|
I have some rosin that came in a little plastic squirt bottle.
All you have to do is open the lid and squirt a bit in your palm and rub it around, i used it for years before i got chalk
|07-19-2005, 10:21 PM||#8|
Cheap stuff. A block (approx. 4" x 4" x 2") is $1 at Mission Cliffs in San Francisco. Pick up a chalkbag, too, for nifty storage. Or drill out Elmo's a$$ and get more use out of him. No, make it Barney. (You'll need to add a drawstring closure.)
Oklahoma's climber recommends chalk:
My (now) wife took her backpack that she used to take to the climbing gym with her on our trip to Belize in November of 2001, right after Hurricane Iris had destroyed Placencia and acres and acres of monkey habitat. On the way back, someone tried to shove a too-big carry-on on top of it and *POOF* out comes a cloud of chalk. The plane got still, and eveyone shot glances at one another. Now, this was very close to 9/11, and people were crazy.
Stewards were called. The pilot was called. The tower was called. The environmental consultant (who was he?) was called. The plane was grounded.
The Big Wig eventually came onto the plane with latex gloves and a mask. We were escorted to the front of the plane. He was reasonable, fortunately, and believed (as he should) that it was climbing chalk. He made an announcement: "We have determined that the powdery substance was indeed climbing chalk and presents no hazard whatsoever to anyone on this plane. Thank you."
We were delayed several hours. It was amazing how quickly everyone assumed we had to be delayed, how we couldn't all just come to the reasonable conclusion, how the plane was going to be cleared and passed through some sterilizer by guys in HazMat suits or something. I praise the clear headedness of that environmental honcho, making a decision, and doing his job. It was a tense and weird time, then.
And look where it has gotten us now (but that doesn't belong here).
Whenever I sneezed on that flight (I had caught a cold), people glared at me or had that bug-eyed fear in their eyes, sure I was spreading some dark lab's bug spores into their tender, vulnerable nostrils, where it would sink into their mucous membranes in its mindless, inexorable way and end their lives FOREVER.
Back to work.
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