Last Friday, friend Ari and I dug an old dinghy out of the weeds. With a new mast and rigging we had it skipping along quite nicely.
Here’s a very short and highly cheesy video from our first day out…
Last Friday, friend Ari and I dug an old dinghy out of the weeds. With a new mast and rigging we had it skipping along quite nicely.
Here’s a very short and highly cheesy video from our first day out…
Ugh…!
My lungs are pumping, my heart’s racing, by brain is fizzing…I’d decided to mess around with my bike, and now I’m having some second thoughts. Continue reading
Ernesto Guevara once commented on the way bums with wheels had a much easier time finding sympathy then bums without wheels. His motorcycle had finally broken beyond repair, but even a broken bike implied some level of class, whereas a bum of foot was just a bum.
And it’s true isn’t it? A hitchhiker with a crappy broken bicycle seems some how less sketchy then the same person with only a backpack, or at least that’s how many people see it.
Now, in reality my backpack is actually worth more then the old bicycle I pulled out of my parents shed, but after my recent border (not)crossing fiasco the added legitimacy of a bicycle seemed like a good move.
And I have to say…I’m impressed. Continue reading
I was reading someone’s thoughtful thoughts today, about adventures and sexism and such. About the way (generalizing here) that boys get pushed towards fearless risk taking and girls get pushed towards timidness and staying well away from risk.
I suppose some people see me that way, a male person taking risks and going on wild crazy adventures. I don’t see it that way. Continue reading
“I need 24 more £3 donations by tomorrow night! Continue reading