Randy Carmichael *RIP*
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Randy Carmichael passed away on Thursday, September 26, 2013. If you knew Randy, you had the great pleasure of being a friend of one of the nicest guys on the planet. He was as selfless as it gets, always more interested in your results and successes than his own. I cant think of a more supportive climbing partner in my life than him. We had many adventures through the years, traveling to the Valley, J. Tree, Red Rocks, Shelf, etc. We even did his bachelor party in Vegas with the intent to bag Crimson Chrysalis as a prelude to the party that night. We got a late start for a number of reasons and did the first three pitches in 96 degree heat but had a blast anyway, specifically laughing like madmen during our retreat to the base. Fortunately, we came back to Vegas and did the whole route together a year later. Randy was constantly game for the next session whether he felt strong enough or not. Deep within his DNA was desire to be outdoors and in the thick of some activity under the suns brilliant rays during summer, winter, and everything in between. He had a very gentle soul. Nothing ever seemed to perturb him enough to ruin his day. Click the link. |
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I never climbed with Randy. But he and I (and Kip Winger) grew up together in a then remote suburb of Denver called Walnut Hills. He was a gentle soul even as a kid in a neighborhood full of hoodlums. Fare thee well, Randy. |
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Thanks Drew for the posting. Last night, I was reviewing Randy's climbing log and saw the many postings of the climbs we did together. I hadn't realized until now that we climbed a lot together. He kept the records while I just enjoyed having time together. I remember the last climb we did was in Boulder Canyon and I remember the delight I saw in his face as he touched the rock. I not only miss my best friend and husband, but my climbing partner. While climbing, he always encouraged me and was happy to do any climb with me (even if it was a lesser grade than he was capable of). I figured that I didn't have to climb those 5.10's all the time and that he had all his clmbing buddies, Drew, Nick, Bill, JP and many more to challenge his "goclimb511" Spirit! I have so many memories of our climbing trips and even our honeymoon/climbing trip to France (who else would turn a honeymoon into a climbing adventure)? Randy! I enjoyed every minute of my life with Randy (16 years together, 10 of them married). I want to thank all of Randy's climbing partners for bringing him home safely to me. He was truly a GREAT man that we now call, The Mountain Buddha! Peace and love to all. Happy New Year! |
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"A very gentle soul." that's a great description of randy. i knew him from climbing and skiing; he was just a pleasure to be with, always. |
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I met Randy on a snowy morning in 2011 while waiting for a bus near camp 4. Over the next month we became friends and shared a rope a number of times. Late in the trip, he had a rib injury that prevented him from climbing. I remember that while unable to climb, he would still hike up to the cliff and and share in our accomplishments as enthusiastically as if they were his own. He genuinely was as happy when someone else succeeded as when he did. That's a pretty rare thing, and really reflects Randy's kindness. |
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Just read this, farewell Randy, Thanks for the fun times and encouragement. So sorry Belen!! |
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What a sad discovery! I am confined in Vienna (Austria) because of the pandemic Coronavirus, and sorting, describing and archiving old pics I read about Randy’s passing on the site of mountainproject. I’m deeply shocked, despite the fact I met Randy one time only, for three days in Yosemite. In 2007, I planned a trip to Yosemite, and looking for partners via moutainproject I got his answer by mail. We got to know each other at 8 pm, september 14, 2007, in the famous camp 4, and it was mutual sympathy from the first moment, although I was a Methusalem, 65 years old, and Randy 48. We climbed together only two times: the classical route of Royal Arches, for Randy an easy one, for me a great and beautiful experience, an some short routes on Glacier Point Apron. Unfortunately i did not have any more opportunities to come into the United States. The distance between Italy where I lived in that years and the climber’s praised land was insuperable. |