Simian Circles The adventure begins when the unplanned starts en-us Wed, 17 Apr 2019 11:44:45 GMT I want expanse While walking off trail has its advantages, the photographing of the trek tends to be the same. No track, all ground cover and thick foliage. Thinking about this, I thought it would be nice to go off the beaten path where these was some expanse to the landscape. Tue, 10 Apr 2019 21:31:49 GMT Using a tablet on the road If you noticed,my using a tablet for blog posts has been a love-hate affair for some time. Imagery is slow process but I get fairly decent results. Text is a different story. First of all, I'm used to touch typing. This is something I learned in high school (I was the only male in the class) and have not regretted it at all. Fri, 12 Mar 2019 23:02:55 GMT Cutting it down and fixing it up In an earlier post I mentioned the new pack I'd bought to use for my Israel trip and other shorter journeys. It's a 20 Litre Gonex, weighs 6.5 ounces, is well made and in a downpour one day, everything stayed dry inside. Greg asked if I'd do a write up about the total weight and how I did that. So here it is. Thu, 28 Feb 2019 16:03:23 GMT Wrong side of the tracks Winter is not always the best time to go on a trek. Foul weather blues have been in abundance and once it was like dusk all day long. The temperature was hovering just above freezing with rain and wind, meaning a very cold walk. It was a good test of my new waterproof trousers, which did their job well. Tue, 12 Feb 2019 17:39:56 GMT Once upon a time in the Negev Even though it's winter, the sun is higher in the sky than I'm used to. In a way that's a good thing because my eyes were spared the near horizon glare of our star. Stepping off the road onto the sand produced a sound I haven't heard since leaving Southern California many years ago. The familiar crunch brought memories back to my mind as I proceeded into Israel's Negev Desert. Tue, 15 Jan 2019 23:08:12 GMT Practice doesn't always make perfect Sometimes you just have to work things out. It has been a while since I used dev.Macgyver Photo Editor on my tablet to do images and things have become a bit rusty. So for a number of treks I used my smartphone as a camera and did some practicing. Thu, 10 Jan 2019 18:38:08 GMT A waning with leaves Bright sunshine was reflecting from various locations as I looked out the window. It was mid morning and the thermometer on the balcony read 5 degrees Celsius. Packing a small bottle of water and my little camera, I made my way to the station. It's time to get out after all the hassle of the spinal problem and put some miles behind me. Thu, 29 Nov 2018 21:35:29 GMT Those two poles Several years back, when I first went through IrunĂ¡, the one thing I noticed were a lot of the Peregrinos (pilgrims), strutting along in posing mode with two hiking poles. They made a terrific noise and looked a bit like penquins marching toward the sea. Sat, 17 Nov 2018 08:00:40 GMT Sort of flood control There are times when you wish that it would be different. Traveling between towns or arriving and finding that an event has taken place that you didn't know about. You had planned something and were looking forward to it, then the Burns effect happened. Thu, 01 Nov 2018 13:47:06 GMT The worst buy I've ever made You've done it. Gone out thinking that what you are buying is going to be worthwhile and you'll get some good mileage off the thing. A few weeks later you stand in front of the mirror shouting at yourself for being so stupid, know what I mean? Sat, 13 Oct 2018 23:18:02 GMT Charles When in Porto a few years ago, I noticed a lot of homeless people all over the place. It was an early afternoon and I had only been there a few days, still looking for a room to rent. I crossed the main street and this guy came up to me begging. His clothes were a bit tattered and his English wasn't too bad. I gave him some Euros and reckoned that I wouldn't see him again. Sat, 06 Oct 2018 10:25:49 GMT About those Expats I stood in amazement as this white, middle class, Englishman ranted on to me, with various obscene expletives, about how stupid everyone was who came to Florence and wanted to see the David statue. Only he was correct, not anyone else, because he thought art was defined purely by himself. The locals called him, "the crazy Englishman". They couldn't stand the idiot and I totally agreed with them. He is an Expat. Sat, 15 Sep 2018 11:00:17 GMT Trails from a different angle I really have to learn some orienteering. Many of the long distance routes here have combined with other trails and each tends to have it's own method of signage. Confusion reigns and there are times you just have to take your chance and see if it goes in the right direction. Once I have the compass usage down, I can just enjoy myself and not worry about lousy signs. Sat, 01 Sep 2018 03:18:26 GMT The agony of knife and fire The movement was small and an even less one in a slightly different direction produced the pain. I fell onto the corner of the bed in the spare room, screaming in agony. My body was at a strange angle, with the hips on the edge of the corner and my left hand grabbing desperately for the rest of the bed. Fri, 24 Aug 2018 21:26:27 GMT Three hours to kill in Paris Crossing a major city from one train terminal to another is always a trial, especially if you don't speak the language. There they are, streets denoted by signs with strange symbols on, buildings different than what you are used to seeing and unusual aromas. At first a small wow factor arises, only to be followed by some expletive announcing your complete frustration and beginnings of panic realizing you might have gotten lost, wondering if you'll ever find your way back to the terminal you emerged from so you could start over and not miss the train at the other station. Paris is no exception and their Metro leaves a few things to be desired. A change in departure day from London, a while back, saw me save 140 UK Pounds to get to Biarritz, plus I would have a decent layover on the way. Mon, 13 Aug 2018 23:25:09 GMT