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The Dry Pets towels are made of super absorbent microfiber material. It quickly sucks up a lot of water making it great for drying off after a bath. And because it can be easily hung up, it dries quickly too.
Hmmmmm....reminds us too much of baths. SHE think we'd probably need one of those in the car.ReplyDelete
I needs LOTS of towels...I do not like the wet paws!!!!!
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
We love this towel - Mom keeps it hanging by the door for when we come in wet from the rainReplyDelete
Oh I've got such a fab towel from my granny, my momma loved it, it was super Easy to get a dry Easy :o) I loved it too... sadly to pieces :o)ReplyDelete
Hey we spotted collies on their Facebook page! They must know how much water a collie coat can hold after a bath!ReplyDelete
OMD OMD fixed so it can be hung on the Door KNOB???? HOW VERY MUCH CONVENIENT fur wiping Spring Time MUDDY Paws... so one can AVOID the full BAFF... THIS thingy is BRILLIANT.ReplyDelete
Those pet towels sure are handy
Lily & Edward
Good luck to all who enter!!!!!!! We just wanted to stop by and say how much we LOVE ours! We reviewed it a year or so ago and we use it CONSTANTLY even after all this time! It is a fabulous product! DakotasDenReplyDelete
We get our baths and grooming at the vet's place, but Mom towel dries us when we come in from the rain. We bet those towels would be just pawesome for absorbing all that wetness. Thanks for telling us about them.
Woos - Ciara and Lightning
Oh we can think of a couple of places to hang on of these great towels. By the back door to clean our feets after being out in the rain or snow. And one in the car or in our dog bag so we can have clean feets to get in the car!
Mr Bailey, Hazel & mabel
I would hang it on my bathroom door so it could dry after their bath. Great review and this is a cool product.ReplyDelete
I use my Luv & Emma's towel all of the time. It stays at the back door until it is bath time. Then, I toss it in the washer and use it to dry the boys after their baths. They are incredible and good luck to your entries.ReplyDelete
I would test it out on my cat bro Bert. That guy could use a cold shower with all his mischief. My mom made some towels with a hanging thingy for us that hang around in various places where we need them. I've heard a lot of good things about these towels, though.ReplyDelete
Those look great! We would hang one in the garage -- so we can wipe our wet feety-feet off when we come in!
That towel is a beauty. I hope I win one.... And that Mom does NOT get any ideas of giving me a bath to try it out.
Love and licks,
What great towels, Mama would keep one hanging in the backseat of the Rogue for sure!!
Dory, Jakey, Arty & Bilbo
Maybe mom would want to use it after her shower BOL!
Keep Calm & Bark On!
Murphy & Stanley
I would hang this just inside our back door, which is the main entrance my four rescued Treeing Walker Coonhounds use. We have a mostly grassy backyard, but the dogs do run along the fence and the grass there is gone. They can get really wet and muddy, so having a towel like this right at the door would be a great thing.ReplyDelete
Oz, I appreciate you being the sacrificial lamb to show us how great these towels.
Aroo to you,
OMD, those look FABulous! Maybe I wouldn't have to dry off on the furniture anymores......☺
Let's see...I would hang mine by the backyard door...that would be pawsome to dry off when it rains!
You always find the bestest stuffs Oz!
Ruby ♥
I would hang it by the back door. That is where the dogs go outside to our fenced yard.ReplyDelete
We Beaglebratz think thoze Towelz r most fashunable an'thoze holez wood make it eazy tue hang on the back doorknob or may-b in the bathroom.
May-b havin'that one of thoze Towelz tue dry off - wood help make bathz a bit more ummmm, not so bad?
Lord Shiloh'n Lady Shasta of Beaglebratz Manor
Just a headz-up = we tried tue vizit Luv & Emma's Dry Pets Facebook page uzin'the Rafflecopter link - NOT WORKIN'at this time. So we just did a search on FB for'em an'found'em that way.ReplyDelete
Oz, we can't believe you got outvoted on how to do this review! Or did you even get a vote? :)
We love these towels, we keep one hanging on one of our doors all the time.
Jan, Wag 'n Woof Pets
This sounds really handy! Sorry you had to have a bath for the review though!
I'd probably hang it up on the the pantry doorknob. My back door is right beside the pantry door so it would be an excellent reminder to wipe the boys' feet when they come inside from the muddy backyard.
I would hang this in the garage so we could clean paws before going in the house.ReplyDelete
I would keep it right inside the door to dry off paws after going outsideReplyDelete
This would be great for my pup who loves the waterReplyDelete
It would hang on the door when they come back on I can wipe their pawsReplyDelete
Probably, in the kitchen by their food bowls. My pups get messy when they eat.ReplyDelete
Thank you for stopping by and leaving a pawprint. I enjoy reading each and every one!
Cairn cuddles,
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Oil prices post weekly gains on rising belief OPEC will extend production cuts
Oil prices rose on Friday, closing out a second week of gains on growing expectations that OPEC and other producing countries will agree next week to extend output cuts.
Brent crude settled up US$1.10, or 2.1 per cent, at US$53.61, the highest settlement for the international benchmark since April 18. US benchmark crude oil rose 98 cents to US$50.33, the highest close since April 19. US crude gained 5.2 per cent for the week, while Brent rose 5.4 per cent.
The Organisation of the Petroleum Exporting Countries (OPEC) and other producers including Russia are scheduled to meet on May 25. They are expected to extend output cuts of 1.8 million barrels a day until the end of March 2018.
The OPEC-led group is trying to reduce a global crude glut that has been slow to balance out due to weak demand and rising production elsewhere, particularly the United States. An OPEC panel is considering even deeper supply cuts to try to boost prices.
Many investors remain concerned about high global inventories, and supply data from around the world shows that drawdowns of global inventories have slowed or even reversed.
US crude production has climbed 10 per cent since mid-2016 to 9.3 million barrels per day as shale producers have taken advantage of higher prices to boost activity. Energy services firm Baker Hughes said US drillers added oil rigs for an 18th week in a row, the second-longest streak on record.
US drillers added eight oil rigs in the week to May 19, bringing the total count to 720, the most since April 2015.
On Thursday, official data showed OPEC leader Saudi Arabia's crude exports rose 275,000 bpd in March from February and its stockpiles increased.
US President Donald Trump will arrive on Saturday in Saudi Arabia, where state oil company Saudi Aramco is set to sign investment deals with several US companies.
Iran holds its first round of presidential elections this weekend. Commerzbank wrote Friday that if President Hassan Rouhani remains in office, it should encourage Western investment and boost Iranian oil production.
If the winner is Ebrahim Raisi, a critic of Iran's nuclear deal with the West, the bank said new sanctions "would then very likely be imposed ... which could reduce the oil supply from Iran."
On Friday, the US Commodity Futures Trading Commission said money managers cut their net long US crude futures and options positions in the week to May 16 to their lowest level since November. It was the fourth consecutive week of declines as US crude has struggled to maintain prices much higher than US$50 a barrel since a mid-April sell-off.


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'Human Space Flight Trivia' Archives
Human Space Flight Trivia Week 7
First of all my apologies. I had to take care of some duties at home that prevented me from posting the newest question at the regular time. Because of that, answers will be accepted for this week's questions until next Monday night at midnight EST. The HSF Trivia [Read More]
Human Space Flight Trivia Week 6
The HSF Trivia Week Five question was: Which Launch Complex/Pad was used during the Mercury Program? The answer is: Launch Complex 14 was the site where American astronauts were launched into Earth Orbit during the Mercury Program. The winner was Abby L. Congratulations [Read More]
Human Space Flight Trivia Week 5 and the First Grand Prize Winner!
Well last week's question turned out to be a bit tougher to answer. Though some got close, no one got the right answer. Some mentioned "fruit flies," but they are not "animals" but insects. Some mentioned Albert II, launched aboard a [Read More]
Human Space Flight Trivia Week 4
Above: The first feline to train in weightlessness on the Vomit Comet. The HSF Trivia Week Three question was: Which Shuttle orbiter was first to use a drag chute and on what mission? The answer is: Space Shuttle Endeavour on her maiden flight, STS-49. Congrats to M. [Read More]
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HSF Trivia Week Two question was, "How long are the Solid Rocket Booster recovery ships and what are their names?" The answer is: 176 feet long and the two ships are called, Freedom Star and Liberty Star. Congrats to J. McDade and J. McAllister. Both winners will be [Read More]
Human Space Flight Trivia Week 2
HSF Trivia Week One question was, "Which astronaut received the first haircut in space and on what mission?" The answer is: Skylab 2 astronaut Paul Weitz who received a trim from Pete Conrad, who used primitive Flowbee-style clippers in 1973. Congrats to J. [Read More]
Human Space Flight Trivia Week 1 and Rules of the Game
While we wait for NASA to actually begin a Human Space Flight Program again, the crew of RV-103 and I thought it would be a good idea to find a way to pass the time. So, Gypsy suggested we have a Human Space Flight Trivia game for all the readers. Go For Launch! has [Read More]


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(From Fresh from the Vegetarian Slow Cooker by Robin Robertson)
Soak 1 pound of pinto beans overnight, drain and remove any stones. Add beans to crockpot, and enough water to cover (I did this in a 4 qt crock) (About 4 cups, give or take)
Recipe says to cook for 6-8 hours on high – Mine were done in 4 1/2 hours on high.)
Drain water again. Add one 4oz can diced green chiles, 1 teaspoon paprika, 1 teaspoon cumin and salt and pepper to taste. I added 1 tsp salt and 1 tsp pepper. Cook on low for 30 minutes. Done!! Lots of great veggie burritos this week 🙂
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The governor made a big show last week when he signed the bill raising the minimum wage to $10.
The show was just thata feel-good show. It likely will reduce employment at entry level jobs instead of helping poor families as proponents argue. The reality is that most of the people holding minimum-wage jobs are teen-agers who are dipping their toes into the workforce for the first time.
There are some occasions where it is a relatively unskilled adult attempting to support a familythe issue there is not mandating what an employer has to payregardless of the job marketit's providing the opportunity for that employee to improve themselves. Adding 20 percent plus the assorted government-mandated costs to an employer's expenses makes it less likely they will hire additional employees.
Government, at all levels, assumes that its actions will benefit people without any real understanding of how people affected by the new laws or regulations will react. And people do react to protect their interests.
Columnist Thomas Sowell, a senior fellow at the Hoover Institution at Stanford University, took on the United States Dept. of Labor in his column published in the Bay Area News Group last Saturday. Sowell observed that the Labor Dept. was planning to extend minimum-wage coverage to domestic workers such as maids and other casual help in households. Of course, it is scheduled to take effect in 2015, after the mid-term elections in November 2014.
Sound familiar. Note when the full effects of ObamaCarenoware kicking ina full five years after the Democrats in Congress passed the legislation and the president signed it.
Sowell argues that the law is simply an overreach by a government agency eager to regulate and collect employment taxes on any potential "victim" (my word). The thought of a couple of senior citizens who need help around the house being regarded as employers is laughable.
It will lead, for those informed enough, to them calling in companies to perform duties that once were handled by individuals. Those will be part-time jobsthe only type of position most employers are hiring given the economic impacts of ObamaCare on employers.
Just as raising the minimum wage in California will lead to less opportunity for young people? the potential federal action that Sowell outlined so well will do the same for less-skilled people of all ages who could fill that niche. To say nothing of the effects on elderly folks without significant means who need some casual help.


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Waiting for Bernanke to weigh in, stocks plod indecisively
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NEW YORK (AP) — On the stock market Tuesday, it felt like late-summer inertia had already set in.
U.S. stocks wandered between the tiniest of gains and losses before closing mixed. Traders were indecisive as companies releasing mixed earnings news, and many were disinclined to make any big moves before getting direction from the Federal Reserve, which is scheduled to release an updated policy statement Wednesday.
It was reminiscent of a typical late-summer day on the stock exchange, when many traders take off for vacation and fewer stocks trade hands. The Dow Jones industrial average rose as much as 72 points in early trading — less than 0.5 percent — before flickering lower. It dipped into the red for most of the afternoon and closed down 1.38 points, or 0.01 percent, at 15,520.59.
"It seems like the doldrums of summer have set in," said Dave Abate, senior wealth adviser at Strategic Wealth Partners in Seven Hills, Ohio.
The Nasdaq composite rose 17.33 points, or 0.5 percent, to 3,616.47, though even that gain was largely because Apple, its biggest component, was up more than 1 percent.
The Standard & Poor's 500 index plodded just a fraction higher, up 0.63 point, or 0.04 percent, to 1,685.96. Three of its industry sectors rose, led by technology stocks. Seven fell, dragged down by telecommunications companies.
Company earnings were equally inconclusive. Coach, the maker of upscale handbags, slumped 8 percent after reporting lower quarterly profit. But Goodyear Tire & Rubber jumped 9 percent after reporting that its quarterly earnings had doubled. This earnings season has presented a picture encouraging on some fronts and troubling on others. Many companies, including big names like Apple and Visa, have posted better-than-expected results, and analysts predict that second-quarter earnings are up 4.7 percent for companies in the S&P 500, according to S&P Capital IQ. But the picture has its blemishes, including the fact that many of the gains are based not on business growth but on cost-cutting: Revenue is down about 0.5 percent.
"There's a little bit of swapping chairs on the deck," Abate said.
Outside of earnings reports, traders were keeping a close eye on the Federal Reserve, which began a two-day meeting Tuesday and will release an updated policy statement Wednesday.
Conjectures about the central bank have had a powerful influence on the stock market in recent months. Traders have bought and sold stocks while hanging on to every word of Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernanke, looking for clues about when the Fed might pull back on its bond-buying program or start raising interest rates. The central bank has been buying bonds to try to prop up stocks and encourage borrowing. It has also been keeping interest rates low all in an attempt to pump life into a lagging economy.
"This week it's all about Bernanke and the Fed statement," said Bill Strazzullo, chief strategist of Bell Curve Trading. "Stocks need a supportive statement … to go higher. That is the key driver."
The Fed has said it might start to pull back on its bond purchases later this year if the economy continues to improve, but the timing remains uncertain. The Fed has also said it will continue to keep its benchmark short-term interest rate close to zero until the unemployment rate, which currently stands at 7.6 percent, dips below 6.5 percent.
Crude oil fell $1.47 to $103.08 a barrel in New York. The price of gold inched down $4.80 to $1,324.80 an ounce. The dollar rose against the Japanese yen and fell against the euro.
The yield on the 10-year Treasury note was unchanged from late Monday at 2.60 percent. The yield is a benchmark for many kinds of loans including home mortgages.
Among stocks making big moves:
—Coach dipped $4.55 to $53.30. Goodyear Tire & Rubber jumped $1.52 to $18.56.
—The Mosaic Co., maker of a key ingredient in crop fertilizers, was the worst performer on the S&P 500. It plunged after a Russian fertilizer company said it would drop out of a cartel that keeps prices high. Mosaic fell $9.15, or 17 percent, to $43.81.
— Masco jumped $1.06, or 5 percent, to $20.80. The company, which makes cabinets, plumbing fixtures and other building products, posted earnings that beat analysts' forecasts, boosted by a surge in home construction.
AP Business Writers Bernard Condon and Matthew Craft contributed.
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It's the cradle of Shangri-la, and one of the deepest river gorges on earth. It's a fortress guarding sacred waterfalls, and a cauldron of savage whitewater and unrunnable rapids. In the chill of the Himalayan winter, seven world-class kayakers led a massive expedition into the shadowy realm of Tibet's Tsangpo River , and launched their boats down its roaring t
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It was so quiet.
Tsangpo RiverFrom left to right: Johnnie Kern, Allan Ellard, Mike Abbott, Willie Kern, Scott Lindgren, Dustin Knapp, and Steve Fisher
Dustin Knapp, Tsangpo RiverDustin Knapp shows off his best seal launch
Scott Lindgren, Tsangpo RiverSat phone in hand, Scott Lindgren runs the show
Steve Fisher, Tsangpo River"Quality whitewater": Steve Fisher threads the Tsangpo's Class V froth
Allan Ellard, Tsangpo RiverAllan Ellard drives through a treacherous hole
Namcha BarwaThe only was out is up: The view of Namcha Barwa
Tsachu campSunrise over Tsachu camp
Dustin Lindgren, Po TsangpoDustin Lindgren on a cable crossing above the Po Tsangpo
Tsachu, Tsangpo RiverThe new porters shoulder the load into the village of Tsachu
Gogden Village, Tsangpo RiverHostile territory: The porters riot in Gogden Village
The only sound was the wind, rippling and snapping the prayer flags that ran down the riverbank, freezing the paddlers' hands as they zipped into drysuits. It came from upstream, from flat across the Tibetan Plateau, and it drove dry snowflakes onto the beach and darkened the jade-green water with patterns like woven fabric.
The kayakers moved quickly—pulling on life vests, helmets—and didn't speak. After ten years of planning, there wasn't much to say. They were seven of the best expedition paddlers in the world. Led by Scott Lindgren of Auburn, California, the young men represented the vanguard of river exploration, and they had come to Tibet to attempt the first whitewater descent of the Tsangpo Gorge, arguably the last great adventure prize on earth.
The gorge was a Himalayan chasm so shrouded in mystery and danger that a legendary waterfall in its depths, sought by explorers for more than a hundred years, was never even photographed until late in the 20th century. And it was a place, like Everest, that shimmered with mythic lore and menacing superlatives. By some measures, it is the deepest river gorge in the world—three times deeper, with the river tilted eight times steeper, than the Grand Canyon. Running close to a thousand miles from west to east across Tibet at roughly 10,000 feet above sea level, the Yarlung Tsangpo enters the gorge and loses almost all of its altitude in a thundering 150 miles. Along the way, it carves a deep channel between the great peaks of Namcha Barwa (25,446 feet) and Gyala Pelri (23,462), which stand only 13 miles apart. To Buddhists, the gorge is the site of mystical portals to sacred realms; some ancient texts say it will be the last refuge of Buddhism when the rest of the planet falls apart. In an age diminished by the belief that there are no great explorations left undone, the Tsangpo Gorge has remained a fearsome, inviolate anomaly. Nobody had ever successfully paddled the 44-mile stretch of the Upper Gorge from the town of Pe to Clear Creek (beyond which waterfalls make the gorge impassable). No one had ever traveled the length of the Upper Gorge at river level. It is possible that parts of the gorge had never been seen by a Westerner.
And now, a few miles downriver from Pe, Lindgren and the other paddlers of the Outside Tsangpo Expedition carried their kayaks across a wide beach and set them in the sand at water's edge. Here the river was calm and flat, but that would soon change dramatically; the team knew that they were about to attempt an unheard-of combination of high-volume whitewater and vertiginous steepness. The last expedition to seriously attempt the Tsangpo—an American group led by paddler Wickliffe Walker in 1998—had made it 27 miles when one of the team, seasoned kayaker Doug Gordon, drowned in violent rapids.
If anyone could get it done, it would be these seven. Most of them had kayaked since they were children, and each now paddled close to 200 days a year. Lindgren, 30, is the alpha male of expedition kayaking, an Emmy-winning adventure filmmaker who has spent much of the past decade pulling off fast-and-light first descents of some of the Himalayas' most daunting rivers: the Sutlej, the Thule Bheri, the Upper Karnali. His speciality has been river runs combining maximum remoteness, daunting logistical challenges, and extreme audacity—and he's done much of his paddling while hauling a 20-pound Bolex movie camera. He has an improbable and perfect record for bringing everyone home alive and intact.
For the Tsangpo team, he picked his closest kayaking friends, all veterans of previous Lindgren epics. South African Steve Fisher, 26, is known for his prowess in big, violent water. Mike Abbott, 29, from New Zealand, and his paddling partner, Englishman Allan Ellard, 27, are famed for their wild descents, many in the Himalayas. Dustin Knapp, 24, of Jacksonville, Oregon, is the star of many of Lindgren's extreme paddling films; he has launched off so many hair-raising waterfalls and giant drops that he's stopped counting. Twin brothers Johnnie and Willie Kern, 30, from Stowe, Vermont, have a reputation for fearlessness that has spun off its own catchphrase: "If the Kern brothers won't run it, nobody will."
At water's edge on the Tsangpo, just a few miles before the river begins its plunge, the paddlers snugged down into their tightly padded cockpits like fighter pilots and sealed the openings with their neoprene spray skirts. One by one, they picked up their paddles, shoved off the sand, and glided out on the near-freezing current that divided black-timbered ridges rising above 12,000 feet.
Three Tibetan women from a village just up the hill stood nearby on the sand. They wore belted ponchos of yak skin and watched with the solemnity of mourners at a funeral. Knowing what the seven young men would face downstream, they might have seen it that way.
THE YARLUNG TSANGPO is one of four major rivers that flow off the slopes of Mount Kailas in western Tibet, a peak holy to Buddhists and Hindus and Jainas. It drains the north slope of the Himalayas, then abruptly bends south and shears across the mountain barrier and plunges down toward India, where it becomes the Brahmaputra. In its hidden course through the mountains, the river and its tributaries carve the Tsangpo Gorges. Just before the main current sweeps around "the Great Bend," it is joined by the Po Tsangpo flowing in from the north. From here the Yarlung Tsangpo crashes through its Lower Gorge (which has also never been run) on its way to the Indian border, about 100 miles away. In its southern reaches, the Lower Gorge cuts through dense, subtropical jungle haunted by tigers.
Cradled in the Lower Gorge is a region called Pemakö. An ancient Buddhist text unearthed by a lama in the 17th century declares, "Just taking seven steps toward Pemakö with pure intention…one will certainly be reborn here. A single drop of water or a blade of grass from this sacred place—whoever tastes it—will be freed from rebirth in the lower realms of existence." Tibetan Buddhists believe that the Great Bend is home to the goddess Dorje Pagmo, "The Diamond Sow," Buddha's consort. The gorge is her body, the surrounding peaks her breasts, and the river her spine.
The mysteries evoked by the Tsangpo's disappearance into the gorge and the Brahmaputra's emergence below inspired not only myth, but also scientific curiosity. By the 1870s, a controversy was raging among the British members of the Royal Geographical Society and the Survey of India over the unknown course of the Tsangpo. There were rumors of a waterfall the size of Niagara or Victoria Falls. Some thought the Tsangpo's waters must drain into the Irrawaddy, while others bet on the Brahmaputra.
Tibet was closed to European travelers, but in 1880 the Survey dispatched a pair of Tibetan-speaking secret agents to find out. One was a Chinese lama; the other, a tailor from Sikkim named Kintup, who traveled disguised as a pilgrim. His mission was to surreptitiously map the gorge; he carried a handheld prayer wheel that was equipped with a hidden compartment for a prismatic compass and a thermometer. Once he penetrated the gorge as far as possible, he was supposed to float 500 specially marked logs down the river. If members of the Survey successfully retrieved any of the logs below on the Brahmaputra, it would settle the tributary debate once and for all.
In 1881, Kintup and the lama reached the storied monastery at Pemaköchung, in the very heart of the gorge, beyond which no one ever ventured. They backtracked northward, but the lama betrayed Kintup and sold him into slavery. Kintup bided his time for more than a year and escaped in 1883, whereupon he finally threw the logs into the river—50 a day for ten days. But by this time the watchers downstream had returned to England.
Two more notable attempts were made to penetrate the gorge in the early 20th century. In 1913 Captain F. M. Bailey, a dauntless British pheasant hunter, made it more than 40 miles in, afflicted by leeches, fever, cuts, and near starvation, before turning back. And then, in 1924, a remarkable botanist-explorer from Lancashire named Frank Kingdon Ward, accompanied by Jack Cawdor, a British nobleman, struggled on hunters' trails through the Upper Gorge. They discovered a stunning waterfall that they christened Rainbow Falls, crawled straight out over a high pass called Senchen La, and dropped into the tropical Lower Gorge, becoming the first outsiders to traverse the Tsangpo Gorges.
"Every day the scene grew more savage; the mountains higher and steeper; the river more fast and furious," Ward wrote in his 1926 book, The Riddle of the Tsangpo Gorges. "Had we finally emerged onto a raw lunar landscape, it would scarcely have surprised us."
Recent exploration has almost always resulted in controversy, and in some cases death. In 1993, a Japanese kayaker named Yoshitaka Takei put in near the confluence of the Po Tsangpo, at the northern apex of the Great Bend, and perished in the first mile. That same year, filmmaker David Breashears and photographer Gordon Wiltsie attempted to traverse the gorge on foot and caught a glimpse of the mythic Hidden Falls before deciding to turn back. In 1998, the National Geographic Society sponsored two expeditions to the Tsangpo. The first, an overland group led by a pair of Americans, Tibet scholar Ian Baker and Minnesota-based Tsangpo afficionado Kenneth Storm Jr., surveyed and measured the spectacular 110-foot Hidden Falls. The announcement of their findings led to bitter protests from Chinese geographers, who had been exploring the gorge since 1973 and had photographed Hidden Falls from a helicopter in 1987. The second was the ill-fated Walker expedition, which had ended after Doug Gordon died. Walker's team of four paddlers were much criticized for attempting a descent in October, with the river running at a post-monsoon high, a level that many in the paddling community considered suicidal. The Walker group made another critical decision: to travel with a minimal support crew carrying supplies on land. Consequently, many days' worth of provisions had to be packed in their boats, making the kayaks ungainly and hard to maneuver.
On Scott Lindgren's previous Himalayan exploratories, he too had traveled light—a few friends, a few porters where needed, boats stuffed with food and gear. Five months before the Walker expedition met with disaster, Lindgren and paddling partner Charlie Munsey had hiked down the Po Tsangpo to the confluence, intending to drop into the Tsangpo and poach a first descent of the Lower Gorge. Although they succeeded in paddling a few miles on the Po Tsangpo, they decided that taking on the huge torrent of the main river was folly.
Over the next three years, Lindgren devised an ambitious strategy that he believed would give him a shot at nailing first descents of both the Upper and Lower Gorges in a single expedition. First, he'd need light boats, which meant a substantial support team to carry food and gear. Second, the expedition needed the resources to operate carefully, methodically, and independently for up to 50 days. Third, he concluded that the only reasonable time to attempt the Tsangpo would be in midwinter, between the monsoon rains and spring runoff. If the expedition could be timed when the Tsangpo was flowing at its rock-bottom low, he might have a chance.
It would be expensive, so Lindgren, a maverick by temperament, knew he'd have to secure major corporate sponsorship to pay for a small army of porters and expedition personnel—an old-fashioned supply line numbering nearly a hundred people able to sustain themselves for weeks on end. The size of the group and the duration of this trip, he realized, would turn the job of securing visas and permits from Beijing into a complicated and protracted diplomatic struggle.
To fulfill his dream of a 21st-century adventure, Lindgren knew he would have to launch the kind of grand, 19th-century-style expedition that had become obsolete some 50 years earlier. Lindgren had made several films for Outside Television, this magazine's broadcast division, and now he signed on to produce a documentary on the Tsangpo expedition for OTV. General Motors agreed to become a major sponsor, and the Explorers Club endorsed the project as well. In mid-January, after nearly a year of intensive preparations, the team departed from San Francisco, ready for whatever fate held in store.
THE FIRST RAPIDS were boulder gardens, with plenty of room to maneuver. Still, the hydraulics—deep troughs capable of trapping kayakers in their backwash—were immense. The river was not only powerful but cold, about 40 degrees. Despite full drysuits, helmet liners, and neoprene gloves, submersion in one of these holes would shock the exposed face, numb the head, and quickly sap the body of energy.
It was almost nightfall on day one when the paddlers came to the first serious drop, a broad left bend falling steeply through a series of big holes. The first three kayakers, Abbott, Ellard, and Willie Kern, charged the rapids and cleared a first set of hydraulics. Then Kern swept down. The chaotic current pushed him too far to the right and flipped him; he rolled up too late to avoid one of the massive holes. He disappeared. After what seemed like a dangerously long time, he burst out of the foam, shook his head clear, and then sprinted left and rode into green water. Dustin Knapp came around the corner and did the same thing—except when he dropped into the hole, the river shot him 40 feet to the right and ejected him upside down. He recovered quickly and joined Willie in the flatwater at the bottom.
The plan was to paddle 44 miles through the Upper Gorge to Clear Creek, a point beyond which the river squeezed between towering walls and poured over the two great cataracts, Rainbow and Hidden Falls. From Clear Creek, the whole expedition would climb almost 5,000 feet straight up to traverse Senchen La, a feat that had never been attempted in the dead of winter. Weather, snow conditions, and avalanche danger were all unknown. On the other side of Senchen La was the Lower Gorge, where the kayakers would scout and paddle as much of the massive flow as they could—about 20 miles if they were lucky.
That evening the paddlers and the support expedition camped at the bottom of a terraced pasture below a tiny hamlet called Tripe, about four miles from the put-in. The mood around the fire was quiet, reflective.
"I learned one lesson today," Knapp said, pulling his head through the latex neck gasket of his drysuit. "To scout for myself when I'm not sure."
Mike Abbott, the Kiwi, sipped tea, his hoop earring glinting in the firelight. "The first day was a bit intimidating," he said, "feeling the power of the river."
Lindgren, brooding on the first hit of the Tsangpo's muscle, said little. "I want everyone on edge," he told the kayakers. "One fuckup out here—one—and the whole thing's over."
While the paddlers had been taking the measure of their challenge, the ground crew—80 strong, including me—had spent the first day snaking along ancient game trails on the precipitous right bank of the river. The group was under the supervision of Himalayan outfitter and river guide David Allardice, a 44-year-old New Zealander based in Kathmandu. In addition to his own squad of five Nepalese climbing Sherpas, Allardice had recruited 68 Tibetan porters in Pe. Andrew Sheppard, a 29-year-old mountaineer and extreme skier from Banff, was in charge of technical climbing. Ken Storm Jr, 50, who had surveyed Hidden Falls in 1998, was the expedition's expert on the natural history and culture of the gorge. Idaho native Charlie Munsey, 34, was trekking on foot this time as the expedition's photographer. Dustin Lindgren, 27, Scott's younger brother, was along as a videographer. The support expedition was hauling 2,000 freeze-dried meals, 220 pounds of potatoes, and 60 pounds of chocolate and energy bars. They carried yak jerky, oranges, onions, medical gear, snowshoes, ice axes, rope, radios, satellite phones, a laptop computer loaded with precisely detailed satellite images of the river, and a generator and solar panel to power the phones.
The satellite maps had been a great boon. Back in Auburn, where Scott Lindgren lives and runs his film-production company out of a long, low, cream-colored bungalow, the kayakers had spent dozens of hours poring over every mile of river. Allan Ellard hunched his six-foot-two frame over a computer screen for days on end, piecing together images provided by Space Imaging of Thornton, Colorado, his blue eyes blurring and his blond dreadlocks hanging over his face. There were long sections of river that seemed "blown out" with rapids threshed completely white from bank to bank. Willie Kern had found black-and-white photographs of rapids taken by Kingdon Ward in 1924, and excitedly tried to correlate them with the satellite shots—a bizarre juxtaposition of technologies.
"You know you're screwed when you're scouting from space," Ellard had said. He was only half joking.
YOU PADDLE OVER THE TOP of a big wave in Class V water and for a split second you get a view downstream. It's chaos, a continuous crash. Giant rocks loom, and lateral waves pile and roll off the boulders like the bow wake of a ship. You see shaped humps— big rock pourovers just under the surface—and you know they are backed by terminal hydraulics. Rooster tails jet up from pin rocks like sawdust off a rotary blade. Patches of bubbling slackwater swirl out of the havoc, and the eddy lines can catch and flip a boat in an instant. You see the horizon lines of ledges, edged against a plummeting background. Then you drop into the trough and you're buried by a surging wave, and the freezing water takes your breath away as the current sweeps you toward the next drop.
Few other sports require the processing of so much data so fast. Survival depends on split-second decisions, both reflexive and deliberate—and not just one or two in a drop, but continuously, in a dynamic flow of constant recalibration. One mistake in the thousands of moves in a single day—going a foot too far to the left, or getting thumped off line at the wrong moment—and your life may end.
For all these reasons, kayaking is a game for individualists. It attracts adventurers who revel in going it alone. Each of the men on the Tsangpo team had notched some of the wildest waterfalls and drops in the history of the sport; many times they'd each been the only member of a group willing to give it a try.
For Lindgren, leadership on the Tsangpo required striking an exquisite balance. He needed the courage and unblinking confidence of his companions; he also needed them to embrace the real humility that the river demanded and to put aside their personal desires without hesitation. And he had to maintain this focus while bearing the ultimate responsibility for every problem, trivial and large, and every life on the expedition. His first big test came on the fifth day, near the same rapids that had killed Doug Gordon.
So far, the river had been a mixture of easy passages, steep rapids, and what Lindgren described as "insanely steep" boulder gardens. "Quality whitewater," Willie Kern called it. The rapids and flatwater stretches took the kayakers past logging camps, terraced fields, occasional clusters of stone houses, and Buddhist shrines.
By dawn on day four, signs of human habitation had disappeared. The flat river was the color of turquoise, polished hard and cold in the early light. On all sides the walls of the gorge soared thousands of feet, spuming mist. Just downstream, a forested mountain rose off the river, layered in cloud like a Tang Dynasty landscape. Beside it, a glacier churned down a side canyon, shoving a jumble of rock and earth before it. In the damp sand the tracks of a big cat—possibly a leopard—and her cub traced along the water's edge. We had passed beyond Musi La, a spur that juts 2,300 feet above the river, the great barrier to hunters or pilgrims from upstream. It was brutally steep. Gnarled rhododendron thick as a man's thigh, bamboo groves too dense to walk through, and towering hemlocks eight feet across had confounded even the Sherpas, and the porters were not happy. On the other side, the route lost all semblance of a trail.
On the river, the paddlers immediately confronted a steep drop. Six of them picked up their kayaks and portaged, but Steve Fisher, the South African, scrambled up to a boulder where I stood watching. With the air of a master golfer lining up a 30-foot putt, he outlined the exploding current. "No worries," he said.
Fisher hiked back to his boat and pushed off, seal-launching down a granite slab into the water. He charged into a strong current that ran through a maze of boulders along the left bank, threaded two narrow chutes, caught a micro-eddy, and climbed out on a little island of rock. He stood holding his paddle and scouted again, then got back in and, with two powerful strokes, found the thread of current he wanted for his flight over a ten-foot fall. Disappearing in the froth below, he took a few heart-stopping moments too many to pull clear, then paddled hard on a stormy ramp of water that drove him into a surging eddy along the left wall. He flipped and rolled upright, his boat bobbing and scraping the wet black rock.
There is no more terrible place to roll and recover than in a fierce eddy against a wall, but Fisher kept his focus. Urgently scanning for a way out, he set his angle and poured on a sprint, breaking out of the vortex and into the main current, where he dodged a crashing foam pile, broke through a big wave, and was clear.
If a whitewater kayaker is unable to paddle out of danger, he has only one option: pull the cord on his spray skirt, slide out of the cockpit, and swim for safety. In the drastic rapids of the Tsangpo, however, there would be little chance for a team member in a kayak to rescue a paddler who was out of his boat. A throw rope could make it only a fraction of the way across the river. Despite the moral support of running in a group, each kayaker was essentially on his own.
The equation was simple: A swim meant almost certain death. And so the team had made a grim pact. "We talked about it." said Johnnie Kern. "We decided that out here, you drown in your boat. Swimming's not an option."
FOR THE OTHER PADDLERS watching Fisher's run, especially Lindgren, it was a decisive moment. Fisher had cowboyed down and made it—but he might not have. Communication hadn't been clear among the paddlers; there had been no plan of attack.
Lindgren leads with unrelieved and charmless intensity. For most of the trip he'd been wound tight as piano wire, worrying, calculating, keeping his own thoughts and company. At times he was preoccupied, surly. When someone said good morning, he often didn't reply, or shook himself out of his abstracted state long enough to respond with an automatic, "Yeah, good morning, how's it going?" His friends, the paddlers who had known him for years, said it was just his way on an expedition. You got used to it.
"At first I thought he was rude as hell," Johnnie Kern said. "Then you learn that's Scotty." Lindgren's management style put everyone on guard, and he wanted it that way.
Like alpine climbers, extreme kayakers have to reckon not only with their own risks, but with the guilt and grief that come with the loss of close companions. In 1997, Johnnie and Willie Kern lost their older brother Chuck on the Black Canyon of the Gunnison in Colorado—they watched him miss his line and disappear into a horrendous boulder sieve. Lindgren drove nonstop from California to help the twins recover the body. "Chuck was my best friend," Lindgren told me one night in Lhasa. "I've lost 11 friends in three years to rivers."
Not long after Fisher's close call, the Tsangpo kayakers reached the stretch of river where Doug Gordon had died. They pulled off the water and, with the torrent reverberating in the narrow inner canyon, observed a moment of silence in honor of a fallen colleague.
No one on the team is willing to say much about it, but that day the kayakers also held a meeting that changed the rules of engagement. One expedition member later told me that "Steve got a bit of the stick." But the real point of the meeting was that a solo run like Fisher's wouldn't happen again. The paddlers vowed to forgo wild-hare impulsiveness and to work as a team. That meant moving slowly, methodically, and communicating constantly. No more winging it.
For the next two days they paddled nearly continuous whitewater, with the river making its inexorably steep drop through the Himalayas—a flow of 15,000 cubic feet per second down gradients of 100 to 150 feet per mile, a volume equivalent to the Colorado River as it pours through the Grand Canyon, but about 15 times steeper. On the eighth day on the Upper Tsangpo, a black pyramid of rock and pines loomed up ahead on the left. The mountain vented steam, and you could smell the sulfur. This was the fortress of Dorje Traktsen, one of the abodes of the vengeful protector deity of the gorge. Across the river on a wooded bluff lay the stone ruins of the ancient monastery of Pemaköchung. All around it was flattened vegetation: the beds of animals called takin—stout, low-slung bovines that are a favorite prey of the region's hunters. Gorals, goatlike creatures with ruddy coats, grazed on the hillsides. Downstream, the river disappeared between soaring walls, twisting through layer after layer of steep spurs and drainages cutting in from either side, marching eastward into a distant haze. Beyond the gorge, high mountains of snow and ice formed a rugged white backdrop. Farther still, visible through a notch, was a piece of the snowy Pome Range, walling off the north side of the Lower Gorge and forcing the Tsangpo to run south to India.
On the tenth day the kayakers reached a section of stepping drops that they couldn't see down. Fisher, Abbott, and Knapp scouted downstream on foot, reporting appalling holes and a must-make ferry across the river. (During a ferry, a kayaker points his bow upstream and uses the current to move sideways from one side of the river to another.) If you miss a must-make ferry, you get swept downstream into features that have a high likelihood of killing you.
Lindgren nailed the ferry first, with Willie Kern and Ellard following. They shot across the river, aiming for the lower edge of a boulder, behind which lay a pool and safety. But curling off this rock was a big pulsing wave that fed like a funnel into the main current. When Johnnie Kern hit the wave, it surged and tossed him upside-down into the middle of the river. He was running blind toward treacherous ledges, with his brother screaming at him to stay in the center. Heeding the warnings, he found an escape line and eddied out.
It wasn't over yet. Exiting the sanctuary, Fisher slammed into a big wave train, augered into a hole, flipped, rolled, and came up holding the two pieces of his broken paddle. As he careened into another huge hole, he used half of his paddle, digging like a possessed canoer and fighting his way across the river.
"I knew how Doug Gordon might have felt," Fisher said that night, "getting swept helplessly to the center of this huge river, not knowing what was below, knowing how big it all is."
DAY 11, FEBRUARY 13, TIBETAN NEW YEAR. The porters refused to work. They were growing more weary and rancorous by the day; there had been a series of petty thefts—watches, river knives. A few hundred yards below camp the Tsangpo jogged left and ran northeast, straight through a corridor of high vertical cliffs with no bank. Lindgren dubbed it the Northeast Straightaway. The team expected to find the heaviest whitewater yet, and they needed a day to scout it.
The Straightaway was relentless. In places the current was so loud that they had to yell into the handheld radios to be heard by the ground crew. More than a third of the water was unrunnable, so the team spent hours hauling their kayaks from boulder to boulder, picking their way along cliffs and relaunching through caves and off high rocks.
When it was all over they skated across a green pool and into a beautiful camp, a deep cove of beach, jumbled with rocks and driftwood. Pines and hemlocks leaned over from the opposite wall; overhead was a swath of sky as blue and clear as the midwinter Himalayas could offer.
The team was exhausted and euphoric. Willie and Johnnie Kern unzipped their drysuits. "Big day," Willie said, beaming. "Good day. That's what we live for, right there." Johnnie gave up a hint of Yankee smile. "Proud," he said. "It was proud. Running, portaging, scouting, running. Proud." He stood at attention for a second and broke into a grin.
Two short days and a few tough rapids later, on February 16, the seven kayakers hit small shore eddies at a drainage above a tight left corner: Clear Creek. The corner was hemmed by a cliff and ravine that climbed 5,000 feet straight up into a world of Himalayan snow. They threw their paddles onto the pale boulders, stepped out of their boats, and celebrated the historic moment. The ground crew cheered. In 14 days of combat they had completed the 44 miles of the Upper Tsangpo Gorge, paddling 100 percent of the runnable water and portaging only 23 times. Lindgren pulled the Explorers Club flag out of his boat and unfurled it. "The Upper Tsangpo Gorge is officially stamped," he said.
Nobody basked in the glory. All Lindgren's team had to do was look around: a dead end surrounded by high rock walls and thousands of feet of near-vertical mountain face. The river disappeared around the corner with a sound like jet engines. Just below, it cascaded over Rainbow Falls and then, a few hundred yards later, the cataract of Hidden Falls. Between Hidden and the confluence with the Po Tsangpo was the so-called Five-Mile Gap, a stretch of the Tsangpo so deeply incised that it had been seen by few, if any, Western eyes. The only way out was up.
UP 2,000 FEET INTO THE SNOW, and then another 3,000 feet over a pass that in winter was a complete mystery. This was the way to the Lower Gorge, where Lindgren was determined to lead his kayakers to another historic first descent.
That evening, in a narrow woods camp, Dustin Knapp stripped the shoulder straps and hipbelts off his backpack and worked with intense concentration to attach them to his kayak. Soon the other paddlers were retrofitting their boats for the mountain portage.
At daybreak the Tibetan porters shouldered their loads and followed the five Sherpas into the woods. The kayakers stood their boats on their bows, slipped into and buckled their pack straps, and tipped their awkward loads free of the ground.
The ancient trail went straight up through dense jungle, over rock slabs and a dirt embankment with chips of rocks and roots for handholds. It wound higher and higher, etched in thin footholds of dirt and root, under spruce and pine, and crested out on a jagged, rocky spine just below the tree line. The kayakers moved along the ridge like colorful mountain beasts, passing an old prayer flag, refined to near-transparency by the wind and sun. After nine brutal hours, the long train of porters, kayakers, and trekkers trudged onto a snowfield and climbed through an avalanche run-out to make camp in a bowl of snow at 9,200 feet.
At first light the next morning, Andrew Sheppard led the way, slowly, steadily cutting steps up a steep couloir. His ice ax made a rhythmic double cut and scrape, followed by the sound of his heavy boots kicking out the footholds. Jangbu Sherpa swung his ax behind Sheppard to deepen the steps, with the other Sherpas right behind. Then came the ragged line of porters and the seven red and orange and yellow kayaks.
The line had moved out of the gully, tenuously ascending a steep, open face when the trance was broken by a loud cry: "Flip over! Flip! FLIP!" Tsawong, a Tibetan translator from Lhasa, had slipped and was skidding down the mountain. As he sailed past the long string of men, the call went up for him to flip onto his stomach and self-arrest. Near the precipice, he somehow did, using his trekking pole. He lay for a minute in a little heap and cried.
In the bright sun the snow was softening dangerously, but there was no time to rope up. A porter knocked loose a plate-size chunk of rock, which glanced off Johnnie Kern's forearm and hurtled between Ken Storm's legs, skimming his calf and almost knocking him off his feet. Finally the porters and kayakers crested the top. On a windswept hump of rocks surrounded by a sea of endless snow and thrusting peaks, they dropped their loads at 12,400 feet.
Lindgren slumped in the cockpit of his yellow kayak with his chin on his hands. "That was fucked," he said. "That was not safe. Not in the least bit."
Now we had to traverse. Senchen La, the pass over to the village of PayŸ which sat below the great confluence, demanded that we contour north along the top of the ridge before dropping over. There were cliffs and icy gullies, and it would probably be as steep or steeper than what we had just completed.
The porters refused to take the route. They crowded, bareheaded and windburned, onto a rocky promontory, with the eastern Himalayas spilling brightly all around them, and told Dave Allardice they were not, no way, going over Senchen La. They lit cigarettes and told him where we were going instead: the village of Luku. No dicey traverse, just straight over the top.
Allardice is a tough customer. When Nepalese Maoist guerrillas recently showed up at his Kathmandu-based outfitting company demanding tribute, he sat them down and told them how much he had already done for local schools and villages, and that he wasn't going to give them a bloody penny. They gave him a cigarette and he concluded with a lecture on the political realities of Nepal.
Now he gave his orders. This time, the porters shook their heads. Senchen La was too dangerous, impossible in winter. We go to Luku first, they said, then upriver to PayŸ. Dave demanded, then reasoned, then cajoled, and then finally decided that maybe the porters had a point.
The expedition poured over Luku La into a snow drainage and glissaded down for miles. Mike Abbott grabbed the cockpit of his boat with one hand, put his other out as an outrigger, and let the galloping kayak pull him down. Jangbu, Sheppard, and the porters slid on their butts. After one more traverse onto rock above a plummeting icefall, we were in the woods again, and it was dusk.
Willie Kern was shaken—everyone was. "I just put myself at greater risk than I ever allow myself on the river," he said.
"I was climbing steep snow, in little footholds, strapped into a perfect toboggan," Dustin Knapp said.
Steve Fisher, the survivor of a thousand close calls, said flatly, "That was the most dangerous thing I've ever done."
EIGHTEEN DAYS AFTER THE PUT-IN at Pe, and after four days of non-stop portaging, the exhausted company straggled out of the jungle of the Lower Gorge and into the village of Gogden, population about 150. Beyond the village lay the Tsangpo, in a riven chasm too deep to show its waters, and across the gorge was a sloping wall of terraced fields and scattered houses beneath snowy peaks.
The expedition members were invited into several houses, and in the dimness of smoke-blackened rooms with wide-plank floors everyone ate fresh popcorn and drank bowl after bowl of clarified grain liquor sloshed out of plastic gas cans. The open hearths glowed red, the bronze prayer wheels beside them gleamed, and the rafters were hung with pig stomachs packed with yak butter. The kayakers mimed to their baffled Mönpa hosts. Unlike the farmers of Pe and the Upper Gorge, the Mönpa are hunters—one of the few Buddhist hunting cultures on earth. They served yak-butter tea to cut the liquor, and by the time we were led into a sloping cow pasture to set up camp, some of us couldn't untie our shoes.
The next day Mike Abbott, Willie Kern, and Dustin Knapp hiked down into the Lower Gorge to take stock of the river and returned to report a startling transformation: the turquoise current, swelled by the water of the Po Tsangpo, flowed through a 300-foot-high bedrock scour on either side. The rocky banks we'd seen in the satellite photographs were gone. The river was now a barren trough of steep walls lined with a stupefying scar, the track of a cataclysm. In June 2000, only a month after Space Imaging's satellite had passed overhead, a great mud dam that had been formed by a landslide on the Yigong, a tributary of the Po Tsangpo, had burst. Ken Storm and the team had heard rumors about this flash flood, but nothing had given them an inkling of the scale of transformation on the Lower Gorge.
The team received another unwelcome surprise when the Gogden elders informed Lindgren that the expedition was subject to an ancient Tibetan tradition known as ula. Under the rule, they said, traveling parties are obliged to change porters at every village. They politely said they wouldn't let the expedition move until Lindgren and Allardice relented, but there was a steely threat of physical intimidation behind the ultimatum. The porters from Pe, though, figured they had been contracted to accompany the expedition all the way through to the end of the trip and were expecting to be paid in full regardless.
There was an afternoon of meetings at one end of a pasture, some of the head porters sitting in a tight circle in feverish negotiations with Allardice and Lindgren. Finally the younger porters got impatient, pushed aside the elders, and demanded to be paid right away.
Allardice said, "Police," and made a handcuff motion. Dustin Lindgren pointed at faces and gestured as if to write down their names. Furious shouts went up. When translator Tsawong took out his porter book to look up the names of ringleaders, the hotheads lost it and the whole crowd surged forward. Punches flew, and everybody was yelling. The porters, most of them armed with knives and machetes, had become a mob.
Desperate to head off disaster, Lindgren got on the satellite phone and called the Chinese liaison who had obtained our permits and arranged our overland travel. "Our lives are in danger here," he said. "They're threatening our lives." He asked the liaison to speak to one of the headmen from Pe, and the two talked for quite a while, with the phone cutting out several times.
It was a low point for Lindgren. The portage had taken its toll, he was exhausted, he'd lost weight. Now this.
Allardice was measured. "Scott, is it worth it, keeping up this talking?"
Lindgren made the decision. "Right now, we have no option except to pay them what they want," he said.
So he paid, $9,000 more than the original bargain. With a bitter taste he hired 38 new porters from Gogden, and the expedition moved on.
EVERY EXPEDITION KAYAKER has the same nightmare: paddling to a point of no exit. A river with no shoreline is a one-way street. Once walled in, with only death drops below, there is no way out or back. At high flows, a river like this exhibits a unique and deadly hydrology. Water deflects off the walls and piles on top of other water, creating a gradient toward the center of the channel as well as downstream. So a kayaker trying to get to one side has to actually paddle upstream. Shore eddies become surging boils of water that can dome up and reject a boater just as he tries to break in.
The lower Tsangpo had become such a river. The flood had simply erased the rocky bank that had been the paddlers' margin of safe conduct in the Upper Gorge, leaving behind only scoured bedrock. As we hiked out of Gogden, the river revealed itself now and then, thrashing wildly against the gouged walls—with no takeouts in sight. It began to dawn on the paddlers that the Lower Gorge had almost certainly become unrunnable.
Over another snowy pass and down into tropical forest, to a cluster of houses on the lip of the gorge: the village of PayŸ. From here we could look straight up the river, S-turning through sheer jungled walls and slides thousands of feet high. At every bend were thundering river-wide features, waterfalls, and ledges, all hemmed in by a 30-stories-high band of bedrock. Lindgren shook his head. "PayŸ to Luku is out of the question. We'll take a look upstream." The paddlers scouted. They spent a day in two teams, one dropping to the river straight below PayŸ, the other hiking upstream through the S-turn to look for river access and scouting possibilities. It didn't look good.
Meanwhile, despite the volume of snow we'd encountered up high, Storm, Allardice, Sheppard, Dustin Lindgren, two Sherpas, and two Tibetan guides decided to take their chances on an audacious side-expedition: They'd try to climb over Senchen La and drop to Hidden Falls. While the rest of the expedition continued upstream toward the top of the Great Bend, this small party headed straight up the side of the gorge. They said they'd be perhaps five days behind the rest. For the first time, the team was splitting up.
Lindgren still hoped that at least a piece of river below the confluence of the Po Tsangpo could be tackled by the kayakers. After another reconnaissance, Lindgren's group at last came back down to the Tsangpo and camped on a smooth beach of fine white sand tucked among huge boulders. The river rushed and heaved by.
"It's a different river," Lindgren said, "pretty big."
A run from the confluence to PayŸ was only about eight river miles, but Fisher guessed the flow tearing past here was 25,000 cubic feet per second, almost twice the current of the Upper Gorge. There were big drops just downstream, with no likely place to pull out and portage. The satellite maps were now useless for gauging rapids and planning a route.
At our final camp, in the village of Tsachu, perched high on a ridge above the river, the seven paddlers conferred. Lindgren said, "As far as I'm concerned we're all wearing gold medals right now." He asked the paddlers for a show of hands: Who was willing to call it quits? Seven arms went up.
The river had asserted itself. It had radically changed, and it humbled the paddlers. Lindgren had made it clear from the start that they'd take no blind chances. They'd gotten this far, and he wasn't going to leave behind any dead.
They'd been the first to descend the Tsangpo's great prize—the fabled Upper Gorge. Now they brought the expedition to a close with a first descent of a nine-mile section of the Po Tsangpo. Then they paddled through the confluence and down the Yarlung Tsangpo a few miles, around the apex of the Great Bend. The next day the Hidden Falls crew arrived in camp, triumphant. They had reached the falls and Andrew Sheppard had rappelled right to the brink, to a point where no one had ever stood. Then, like the radical mountain man that he is, he had free-climbed to the very edge of Rainbow Falls.
We stayed a week in Tsachu. Flocks of dark cranes were migrating northward, and at night their frayed, disembodied cries fell out of the dark. Curious villagers gathered at our camp and told us that something unutterably sad was soon to unfold in Tsachu and PayŸ and all the other hamlets around the Great Bend. The Chinese-controlled government had told them that in the spring these ancient villages would be depopulated, that the residents would be relocated to new towns and farmland outside the gorge. There were rumors of a national park—or a huge hydroelectric project.
No one will live here anymore? we asked. They shook their heads.
We hiked out of the Po Tsangpo to the Lhasa-Chengdu highway. It felt like the end of more than just an expedition. If the news was true, Mönpa hunters would no longer haunt the high trails, replenishing prayer flags as they went. There would be only the cries of cranes flying over, and the wind, and the unceasing sound of the great river. The wind would whip the white flags and take their inked prayers, little by little, into the gorge, until they were washed clean.


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For the fourth time this year, Adobe has admitted that hackers were using malicious PDF documents to break into Windows PCs.
The bug in the popular Reader PDF viewer and the Acrobat PDF maker is being exploited in "limited targeted attacks," Adobe said yesterday. That phrasing generally means hackers are sending the rigged PDF documents to a short list of users, oftentimes company executives or others whose PCs contain a treasure trove of confidential information.
[ Recent attacks have spurred Adobe to issue regular security updates. | Learn how to secure your systems with Roger Grimes' Security Adviser blog and newsletter, both from InfoWorld. ]
Adobe promised to patch the vulnerability on Tuesday, Oct. 13, the same day that Microsoft plans to issue its biggest-ever collection of security updates.
The bug exists in Reader and Acrobat versions 9.1.3 and earlier on Windows, Mac OS and Linux, said Adobe in a security advisory published Thursday, but as far as the company knows, it is being exploited only to hijack Windows PCs. "There are reports that this issue is being exploited in the wild in limited targeted attacks," said Adobe. "The exploit targets Adobe Reader and Acrobat 9.1.3 on Windows."
Adobe will plug the hole next week as part of its quarterly security update for Reader and Acrobat. Last June, Adobe announced it would follow the lead of companies like Microsoft and Oracle, and release regular security updates for Reader and Acrobat.
Originally, Adobe was to post patches last month, but a scramble during July to fix several flaws, including some introduced by Microsoft in a code "library" used by its own developers, as well as those in other companies, wreaked havoc on Adobe's schedule. It said more than a month ago that it would instead push the patch date into October.
Until a patch is released next week, Windows Vista and Windows 7 users can protect themselves by enabling Data Execution Prevention (DEP), a security feature designed to stop some kinds of exploits -- buffer overflow attacks in particular -- by blocking code from executing in memory that's supposed to contain only data. Instructions on how to enable DEP are available on Microsoft's support site.
Adobe has struggled this year to stay ahead of hackers. In March, the company quashed a PDF bug that attackers had been using for more than two months. It again patched Reader and Acrobat in May to block another zero-day.
In July Adobe fixed a Flash PDF-related flaw that was being used by hackers.
Next Tuesday's Reader and Acrobat updates will also patch a unknown number of other vulnerabilities, Adobe said.
This story, "They're back: Hackers quick to exploit year's fourth PDF zero-day" was originally published by Computerworld.


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=== Regular Meeting Minutes ===
=== Regular Meeting Minutes ===
* 17 August 2018.
* 17 August 2018.
* 16 May 2018. ([https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Ab3KGWIIUS-jRXB6JrzkwO0XFn7Mx6Gj5P28y9VBguc/edit annotated agenda])
* 16 May 2018. ([https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Ab3KGWIIUS-jRXB6JrzkwO0XFn7Mx6Gj5P28y9VBguc/edit annotated agenda])
* 12 April 2018.
* 12 April 2018.
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DLF Government Records Transparency and Accountability Group
What is this?
This is the page for the DLF Working Group on Government Records Transparency and Accountability. Read our announcement blog post.
The DLF interest group on Government Records Transparency and Accountability seeks to support a broader culture of records transparency in the digital age. Using a range of methods, we work to provoke wide-ranging consideration of, and action related to, the creation, accessibility, and preservation of materials created by local, state, and federal governments - including records, publications, information, data, and documents. In doing this work, we act on our belief that the free flow of government information is fundamental to a democratic society and that, as such, we want to work to ensure that information created by our governments is capably preserved and freely accessible to the public.[1] The group's work is aligned with the broader mission of the Digital Library Federation, and abides by its Code of Conduct.
We also work very closely with the Endangered Data Week project. (Mark your calendars! The next Endangered Data Week is scheduled for February 25 through March 1, 2019.)
How to Join
We invite you join this Interest Group! You don't have to be a DLF member to participate. Simply request membership in our Google Group to stay current on discussions and meeting dates. Meeting dates and minutes will also be posted to this page.
Upcoming events!
Upcoming Calls
August Meeting - August 17, 2018 at 1pm EDT
Please join online here (if you're new to Zoom, you may need to quickly download the software)
Or iPhone one-tap :
US: +16468769923, 8442973484# or +16699006833, 8442973484#
Or Telephone:
Dial(for higher quality, dial a number based on your current location): US: +1 646 876 9923 or +1 669 900 6833 or +1 408 740 3766 Meeting ID: 844 297 3484 International numbers available: https://zoom.us/j/8442973484
Past Meetings and Events
Past webinars. The Government Records Transparency and Accountability interest group has, on several occasions, hosted virtual educational presentations on topics related to government records transparency. These topical webinars, often featuring presentations by special guest speakers, are viewable here. Past topics have included: the importance of Federal records transparency in immigrant justice work, the Federal Census, Title 44, and the Freedom of Information Act (FOIA). If you have an idea for a future webinar or presentation, please get in touch!
Regular Meeting Minutes
- 17 August 2018. agenda)
- 16 May 2018. (annotated agenda)
- 12 April 2018.
- 30 March 2018 Topics: 2020 census, PEGI, proposed working groups (agenda & notes)
- 23 January 2018. Topics: Endangered Data Week, Title 44, group mission statement, Civic Switchboard.(annotated agenda)
- 1 December 2017. (annotated agenda)
- 20 October 2017. (notes )
- 15 September 2017. (No meeting.)
- 18 August 2017. (Recording of Jim Jacobs' presentation on the threats to Title 44.)
- 21 July 2017. (agenda & notes)
- 16 June 2017. (No meeting.)
- 19 May 2017 (agenda & mintes)
- 21 April 2017.
- 24 March 2017. (agenda & notes)
- 3 March 2017. (annotated agenda)
- 17 February 2017. (agenda & notes)
- 2017 (brainstorming doc)
2017 DLF Forum Convenings
- Panel: Government Records and Data Transparency in the Digital Age: Describing the Problem, Imagining Solutions, moderated by Rachel Mattson and featuring presentations by Emily Knox, Shari Laster, and Brit Paris. Description and notes.
- Working Lunch: Government Records Transparency and Accountability Interest Group. Notes.
Endangered Data Week Twitter Chat
- 27 February 2018
- As part of Endangered Data Week,, this group hosted an #EndangeredData Twitter chat hosted by @brandontlocke, @worldcatlady, @nowviskie, @captain_maybe. Endangered Data Week is a distributed event is designed to bring "awareness to different types of threats to publicly available data, engage with the power dynamics involved in data creation, sharing, and retention, and make endangered data more secure and accessible."
- Discussion questions:
- Q1. Introductions! Tell everyone a little something about who & where you are. What motivates your interest in #EndangeredData?
- Q2. Have you taken part in activities to preserve data or raise awareness of data stewardship? Doing anything for #EndangeredData Week?
- Q3. How do you personally (or how does your community or organization) use or think about publicly collected/available data? #EndangeredData
- Q4. Do you know of datasets that could be collected and made publicly available, but aren't? How could they impact you/your community/your organization? #EndangeredData
- Q5. Are datasets that matter to you or the communities you serve under any kinds of threat? Which datasets? What makes them #EndangeredData?
- Q6. What's the biggest thing missing from local or national/global #EndangeredData teaching, awareness, or skills training, from your point of view?
- Discussion questions:
Open Letters
- In July 2018, we signed onto a public letter, initiated by the group Open the Government, that urged the US Congress to immediately investigate the administration's records management practices relating to the "zero-tolerance" immigration enforcement policy and family reunification efforts. View the letter here. Open the Government's press release on the topic can be found here.
- In September 2017, we co-signed the DLF's letter to the Depository Library Council, Joint Committee on Printing, and Committee on House Administration, urging careful action in revising Title 44 of the US Code.
Reflective Activities
2017 Conversations Project
In the Fall of 2017, a team of facilitators (Rachel Mattson, Brandon Locke, and Purdom Lindblad) proposed that members spend some time engaging in a series of one-one one conversations. These conversations were designed to begin to build a stronger foundation upon which our group could expand and develop, and had three principle initial goals:
- To build a shared vocabulary.
- To begin a process of developing stronger connections between members of this interest group - and supporting more intra-group conversation and collaboration.
- To create an action plan for the group's future work.
We imagined these conversations as iterative and open to group recommendations. Participants were invited to follow the steps outlined below.
Complete survey form (before September 5, 2017). To begin, we invited participants to complete a survey about what motivates them to participate in this group, what issues are of greatest concern to them, what practices they wish to share or to develop, and so on. Responses were sent to the group's facilitators and also emailed back to the contributor in order to help prompt reflection in paired conversations.
Meet with partners (sometime before October 5, 2017). After individual surveys were completed, participating members were matched to another person in the group. Once they had the name of their partner, they reached out via email to set time and platform for shared discussion. Partners were provided with prompts to get the converation started, but were encouraged to expand on those prompts and to use whatever platform they preferred - e.g. email, Skype, or telephone.
Subsequently, participants had the opportunity to share the results of their one-on-one conversations with the larger group. We created a brief synthesis of the results here.
Other Possible Directions
The work of this group is still, always, in development, and we invite you to join us as we consider strategies for moving forward together. Some possible directions in which our endeavors might go:
- Learn, listen, gather info, ask questions. Reach out to organizations already doing smart work in the area of government sunshine, FOIA, public records transparency, and government accountability, and learn all that we can about their work. Where are these groups putting their efforts? What are the central concerns, questions, and debates they consider to be important? Which groups do we want to make connections to? Also: what are librarians and archivists already doing in this area? How might we extend and contribute to this work?
- Consider, discuss, and outline the ways in which this work, these questions, overlaps with our own areas of expertise and labors. How might we bring conversations about transparency and accountability into our schools, workplaces, and professional communities?
- Consider, discuss, and work toward understanding how we might use our expertise and situated-ness to support increased public records transparency and accountability at the local, state, and federal levels.
- Share what we learn with the broader DLF and library/archives community (and beyond?).


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Accelerated by the new reality of realtime streams where everyone has a megaphone and seemingly everyone is working to "go viral" and make the biggest noise leads to a constant cacophony of shouting on the issues of the day. And of late, as I outlined in my last post about Trump's looming $100 billion productivity crisis, just about every stream and news source is dominated by politics and the impact to people by political decisions.
For those opposed to the Trump team's way of thinking, the daily barrage of news and rumors can be fatiguing. Each morning can bring new horrors of gut-churning policy and more needing to escalate to fight back. This weekend's sparked crisis stemming from an ill thought out and very likely racist and illegal refugee travel ban saw rallies across the country and millions of dollars raised to flow into the coffers of charities aiming to help, like the ACLU. (I too donated, and my company has promised to set aside millions to help.)
Some of my comments on the weekend's events.
As colleague Yonatan Zunger warns (and you absolutely must read his post), we will likely hit a wall of outrage fatigue. If there is a steady stream of controversial news that impacts us, or people we know, or people we are tangentially fond of, we will run into capacity limits to be angry and to be heard, as the calamities run into each other. But even if that occurs, that doesn't mean we can act as if nothing is happening at all.
I've already seen people yearn for the good old days when we could debate data portability, site aggregation, text editors, or even which mobile OS is the best. But at a time when people's lives are at risk, and foundations we expected to be stable are proving themselves unstable, having a row about the latest geek gadget seems out of place.
It's not that we didn't see this coming. Back in 2006, an ancient eleven years ago, I knew we would see the web accelerate people's disagreements. People want to flock to their tribes, where others agree with them, and the opposite side can seem evil, foolish or subhuman. Most of the time, they're not - even as their words are alarming and frightful. We knew when people had an opportunity to polarize one another and their beliefs, they would. And every study shows this - including our unprecedented divisions in government, globally, nationally and locally.
We can use the Web to rally together and raise funds and awareness for our causes, and we will. But while I'm excited to see the deep pocketed among us excitedly match donations, a great chunk of society is living paycheck to paycheck, and the access to discretionary funds to hold back the government, an institution that is designed to help them, is simply going to run out.
Until we reach some level of stability and understanding with one another, and are out of a crisis mode, you can expect the 'all politics all the time' streams to continue. Mild apologies.


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Apple's massive success with the original iPad back in 2010 had rival companies scrambling to create their own touchscreen devices.
Some of these rushed products were mediocre. Others were offensively bad. And Telstra's T-Touch Tab fell firmly into the latter category.
With its resistive touch screen, underpowered processor and the mobile version of Android, there was very little outside the price to like about Telstra's first tablet device. Even the name was awkward.
Fortunately, it seems like the mobile network learnt a lot of lessons from its previous attempt, and done its best to bring a decent compromise between specs and price to market in the form of the 4G tablet.
With a large, 10.1-inch 16:9 widescreen display, the 4G tablet feels solid and well made. A textured back, and grips on either side make the tablet easy to hold, at least in the horizontal perspective.
The front of the Telstra tablet is dominated by the screen, with a two megapixel camera situated above the display. The camera is slightly off centre, which annoyingly draws your eye once you notice it's not in the middle of the screen.
Standard power and volume buttons adorn the top sides, while a proprietary dock connector sits on the bottom of the tablet.
This port - which looks like the familiar 30-pin Apple dock connector - unfortunately means there's no simple USB charging method, so if you forget your charging cable you're all out of luck.
A MicroSD card slot and SIM card slot sit underneath flimsy plastic coverings. Chances are you'll never open either slot once you pop the relevant card in the right place, so we do wonder why a more elegant solution wasn't conceived.
The back of the device is noticeably stark, with the five-megapixel snapper kept company by a few logos and basic product information.
Weighing in at 670 grams, the 4G tablet is far from the lightest on the market, but given Telstra needed to shove a big 6900mAh battery inside to help counter the 4G juice sucking, it's actually quite reasonable.
Overall, there's nothing overly remarkable about the 4G tablet's design. It is kind of reminiscent of the original Motorola Xoom, which isn't a bad thing necessarily, but don't expect this to win any international design awards.
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Curt Schilling rights the ship (7-2-0-1-9, 102), with help from David Ortiz (HR #32, triple #1 and RBI #88-89-90), Manny Ramirez (3-for-5), and Mike Lowell (two doubles).
The Yankees beat the White Sox 14-3 and Toronto edged Seattle 7-6 in 14, so Boston's lead in the East stays the same -- 1.5 over New York and 4.5 over the Blue Jays.
July 15, 2006
G89: Red Sox 7, Athletics 0
by allan at 8:42 PM
Labels: 2006 games
2 comments:
- Peter N said...
Schill was so ON, there was no off button. And Hansen for 1, and 1 only, should be the plan for the future, be it for the 6th, 7th, or 8th. The 9th...we're covered. And a win today, after losing the first 2, would be so sweet.
- July 16, 2006 at 7:05 AM
- Jack Marshall said...
I'm with Redsock...there's no reason to limit Hansen to one inning...or Papelbon, Timlin or DelCarmen, for that matter. Francona burns too many pitchers as it is, like most managers. If the pitcher has his stuff, let him pitch. It worked that way from about 1900-1980 or so, until Tony LaRussa-ism took over. Dumb, if you ask me. Each new pitcher is another chance to find the guy who doesn't have it that day.
- July 16, 2006 at 9:07 AM
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Nail art and polish blog - freehand nail art and swatches! Neglelak blog, frihånds neglekunst og neglelak swatches!
torsdag den 7. juni 2012
Flower rebellion - blomster rebeller...
35 kommentarer:
- Anonym7. juni 2012 kl. 16.28
I really love this!SvarSlet
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This green is really particular, I think I couldn't wear it on my nails "alone", but I would surely wear it after adding something nice on it, like you did! :-)SvarSlet
I like the combination of colours and the other thing that I notice is the particular way you made the dots, they are a combination of two colours, just like your flowers! :-)Svar
It's definitely also on the border to my comfort zone, but I quite enjoyed wearing it.Slet
Thank you so much Raggio di Luna :)
this is definitely a success, lovely colors :-DSvarSletSvar
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~ YunSvar
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Thank you ScarsLikeLace, I'm happy you like the two-tone (great name for it), I'm doing of lot of that at the moment!Slet
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