Chopping and changing is the best way to describe this winter. With what looks like another washed out weekend was ahead of us. So, with more flexitime stacked up than I should have, I took today off. Looking the more promising of the tail end days of my working week. I was also spurred onContinue reading “The damage is done”
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Winter wonderland
Another weekday jaunt, and you may be wondering how I managed back to back Friday outings. Several reasons that I won’t dwell on The most important one being that with a soon to be changing job, from August onwards, Howsie will no longer have Friday’s free. At least for his first month or two. NotContinue reading “Winter wonderland”
On the mend
Not quite with it, may be the best way to describe the feeling this morning. Better however than last week, when I was feeling distinctly ropey due to a bug I brought back with me. A phrase I was surprised to find Howsie was unfamiliar with. Admittedly another colloquial phrase from the homelands, but oneContinue reading “On the mend”
Supernatural powers
Lucky for me I worked from home on Friday. When one of Lisa’s plunging friends messaged her to say we had a unusual visitor on the beach, I was able to quickly hoof it down to see for myself. The sweeping prints left by the flippers indicated it had come ashore very recently. They ledContinue reading “Supernatural powers”
Sticking to the schedule
With Nadia away with friends, we had to wait till a wee bit later in the morning before we could hit the road for another Friday rock session. It meant the chance of a collision with the animals was far reduced. Although the roads were significantly busier with the less fortunate souls that still hadContinue reading “Sticking to the schedule”
Following my footsteps
It may be dead but I couldn’t resist including an image of this Hairy Stone Crab (Lomis hirta), mainly because it is the first time I have found one. While the name includes the word crab, it only has three pairs of legs in addition to the claws. This means it is not a trueContinue reading “Following my footsteps”
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
Back in the era when cassette tapes were all the rage, I had an album titled Greatest Western Themes. It got a good workout. There’s something about the music from the older westerns that I kinda like. One composer stood out on this album, Ennio Morricone. In addition to his previous achievements, once he movedContinue reading “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly”
Fore!
I’ve again found myself fall foul of my own enthusiasm. Pushing things that bit too far, such that my body is giving me warning signs to ease up. The niggles of golfers elbow developing in both arms. More than likely as a result of the weights session rather than the climbing, but to be safeContinue reading “Fore!”
Shades of grades
Sixes were in the air. The 6th moon phase was on display with a 66% waning gibbous moon. Lighting the path as Mario and I aimed for a first light start at Cosy Corner, at 6am. Driving out yesterday the moon was hidden behind a blanket of clouds. Today it look very different. Maybe forContinue reading “Shades of grades”
Walking on sunshine
The car slowly came to a standstill. Having spotted them a long way off, the wallaby and it’s joey stood motionless in front of the car as it came to a stop. The intense full beams made brighter by the light bar, had either blinded them or confused them to the point they became statues. Continue reading “Walking on sunshine”
Sandbagged 