Drawing maps

During a period when I was a kid, I drew maps. Lots of them. Islands and valleys, rivers, roads. There was usually an underlying story going on and I would create the landscape excactly the way I wanted it, and if I felt the need to get from here to there it was simply a … Continue reading Drawing maps

New old thing

Oh, old hardtail. The one that’s been abused all year long, in rain, snow, salt, whatever the conditions, and received considerably less than the minimal required maintenance. And as a result its moving parts aren’t so inclined to move anymore. Guess it’s either to toss it, or do something about it. I’ve had this hardtail … Continue reading New old thing

Carry that thing

Cycling the Tippetue track, it’s where this ride began and ended, isn’t excactly allowed. So I tend to walk the bike here, at least on the way up. It does happen though, occasionally, that I ride it on the way down but—and I know this isn’t a valid excuse—only if I’m very tired. I do … Continue reading Carry that thing