Tag: Australia
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Surfs up.
Location: ///pines.similar.helm31°25.79802’S, 152°55.33074’E A few days fleeing north from chilly Canberra. Up at dawn to watch the sun surface. On the lookout met Robert, with his well-worn satchel holding small bunched wildflowers and stones on which he hand-paints messages of peace. 50% crazy, and 50 % prophet, and 100% good company.
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Cold Toes and Commuting: Winter Challenges with an eBike
Up early this morning for a routine dental appointment. I had planned to ride my eBike the 10 kilometres or so across town to the Kingston foreshore. I brought my bike with the firm resolution to use it as a substitute for car transport whenever possible. Up until now this has been an easy option…
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Where the frack is the snow?
Until our governments acknowledge that we are already in the deep-diarrhoea end of the climate change pool, and that this is an all of planet problem requiring brave, bold and politically unpalatable responses (no ifs, ands, or buts), we are destined for drowning. Instead, it seems we remain reliant on a cheap set of colourful…
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Another day, another abandoned building.
Out for a walk this morning I happened upon an old building in the centre of Canberra that looks like it is straight out of a Batman movie. A plaque on the wall identified it as “Department of climate change, energy, the environment and water” (as if these were 4 seperate things). In a stroke…
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The school of forestry.
Location: ///shorts.finger.entry35°18.2301’S, 149°5.70282’E Out for a walk today and came upon this old heritage listed building. The grounds are being meticulously maintained. The building itself is neglected and deserted. Such a shame. This was the Australian Forestry School. Opened in 1927, the building originally comprised two lecture theatres, a library, teaching laboratory and museum. It…
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Morning walk, Mt Taylor.
Location: ///vibrated.sieved.demonstrated35°22.5105’S, 149°4.55454’E Morning calf pump up Mount Taylor1. Perhaps some advanced cardio training for the impending temple and noodle bar treks through Kyoto…. Or perhaps a slowly dawning realisation that the imprints I’m leaving on my couch now resemble organic post-middle-aged buttocks potatoes. I’ll run with the noodle bars. Anyway…denial, preparation, whatever. It was…
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Through it on two wheels.
An Autumn day like this demands a two-wheeled response. So I ride through it. One of those days that serves up unanticipated perfection. One of those days that leaves a pleasant inscription in your memory that you might try to recapture (by doing the same activities or going to the same place) but inevitably fail…
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