First ascent team, El Capitan, Yosemite. 1964, Tom Frost, Royal Robbins, Chuck Pratt, and Yvon Chouinard
“I failed on a climbing problem eight times before realizing I was climbing as high as I knew I could and then letting go. On my next try I climbed with no thought of failure and reached the top. We cannot know what we can do in advance. The only way to find out is to go all-out trying, thinking only of success.” -Royal Robbins
min. 6:24 Frank: El minero es duro eh Willy: *frotándose la barbilla* es duro… Frank: *sigue hablando del juego* no hace tanto daño, mete 100 por palazo o algo así, ¡pero es duro! Willy: ¿Sabes lo que es duro?
*lo voltea a ver* ejhe *se hacen los tontos*
ay willy pillin… te caché jajajaja pensaba que solo vegetta era el que hacia chistes de doble sentido xd
What if…Mon-El is truly the Prince of Daxam like most of us believe/theorized and not only that but certain people from Daxam survived and are now on the look for him (like those aliens but I’m not sure what they are). Kara gets mad at him when she finds out because he didn’t tell her but then he gets abducted and she has to save him. After she saves him, they make up, kiss and profess their undying love to one another and then Mon-El his Royal Highness Prince of Daxam takes his girl Kara to a royal ball he put together just for her. Just imagine them dancing, her in a luxurious dress and he in royal clothing. And then everyone will know that a girl from Krypton and a boy from Daxam…fell in love. It could be like Romeo & Juliet Krypton/Daxam edition.
Seré directa: ¿No creen que Samuel estaba un poco borracho? Bueno, él suele ser muy jocoso y todo pero ahora más de lo usual…, yo en lo personal, observo que Willy se tapa el rostro durante algunos instantes en muestra de vergüenza por el estado de Samuel. Y Samuel, repito, estaba un poco, más “alegre” de lo normal. OJO, que pueden ser solo imaginaciones mías. Y en todo caso, no me importaría si Samuel bebiera, es su vida al fin y al cabo.
The French quasi-battleship Dunkerque, lead ship of her class of two, photographed in 1937. She was built in response to German naval expansion under the newly elected Nazi Party, specifically their ‘pocket battleships’, such as Admiral Graf Spee. They were indeed very capable ships and despite the unusual layout of all heavy guns forward of the superstructure, they were rather beautiful too.
Dunkerque was badly damaged by HMS Hood at
Mers-el-Kébir on 3 July 1940; hit four times in rapid succession by 15″ shells. She was run aground to prevent sinking. Not content with that result the British returned, using torpedo bombers to avoid civilian casualties on the shoreline. One torpedo hit a vessel
alongside her which had on board fourteen depth charges with a combined explosive power of 1,400 kg of TNT. The explosion tore through the hull of Dunkerque and she spent over a year undergoing temporary repairs before heading back to Toulon, where she was again bombed. Her hull was finally scrapped in the mid 1950s.