You may recall, from yesterday’s post, an activity I referred to as "bouldering." Bouldering is a condensed form of rock climbing on, you guessed it, boulders. Because they’re shorter, you can focus on more difficult or gymnastic movement unencumbered by ropes and hardware. Tabling, then, is what you do when you don’t have a boulder to use. As far as I know, it originated, like many climbing innovations, in the Yosemite Valley. It came to me two years ago through a friend and fellow park ranger in Grand Teton who had worked in Yosemite previously. I swear to you it is a surefire way to liven-up any party. As a matter of fact, you should base an entire party solely around tabling. Helmets may be a good idea.
All you need to table is a sturdy, rectangular, four-legged table, serious determination, and a tolerance for minor pain. Shoes are optional, but I recommend them. Your heels will thank you. The basic "problem," as we call it, is this: lying facedown on the table lengthwise, you must go headfirst over one end, travel the length of the underside of the table, come back out the other end and back on to the top without touching the floor. It’s hard to do but it’s a hoot to watch, I promise. Alcohol makes it even funnier. More advanced tablers can try it backwards and the truly top-notch table jockey can go for the infamous table traverse.
My second season in Grand Teton, we held a tabling party in my cabin and it was a huge hit. You would not believe how obsessed people became with getting it. Once they saw it could be done, there was no stopping them. At least, that is, until we had broken two tables (mine and my neighbor's). Even then, though, we just used other people's tables at later parties. Seriously, you've got to try it. It's freakin' awesome.

The dismount: Turning the lip as you go down is the hardest part.

Proper under-table technique. Notice the importance of the heels.



8 comments:
This does look like a fun party game -- albeit impossible. I have a really hard time imagining any table that would not either break or flip over after only a few minutes of this.
But, if you provide the table, I'll give it a shot.
I think I could pull this off drunk, but never sober. Remember those parties in college at Courtney's duplex? I can't flip to save my life, but I have distinct memories of flipping successfully (no hand flips even) off of her couch on multiple occassions. I'd love to have that much mastery of my motor skills in sober life.
I want to table! Let's have a party. :)
I'm so glad I have a doctor's note saying that I cannot do this at this time. I do not want to do this. Yet, it was fun to watch, so thanks!
Your enthusiasm is warranted. The whole night of the tabling party, myself and the other mastermind just kept looking at each other and cracking up because it was so ridiculous! People had a blast, but did I mention the wicked inner-thigh bruise that results from less-than-perfect technique? That's what most people came away with, but it's worth it.
This reminds me of when we used to make Courtney and Ryan, and anyone else who could fit, climb into the dog crate.
OK, that settles it: We're having a party dedicated solely to tabling/couch cushion jumping/whatever other crazy crap we can come up with. Fun!
Oh, and for the record, I have never tried tabling, despite Mickey's repeated requests. I prefer an audience.
Meaghan, Kim and I actually still have a picture of Courtney in the Crate on our fridge and a photo collage in our bedroom.
I didn't put it in our bedroom. Kim did.
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