Mistakes are an essential part of education. (Bertrand Russell, Bdritish philosopher)
Saturday, June 6, 2009
When Simplicity Trumps Comfort
Summer Gentlemen
I love a man who can remain well-dressed in the summer heat and humidity. The Co-Habitant is one of these impressive creatures.
Here he is, wearing linen trousers and a brushed cotton button-down shirt in 90F weather, hauling around a 60lb bicycle and looking none the worse for wear. This is on the Charles River Bike Trail, which we have finally figured out how to take all the way to West Newton (there are some interruptions that make it confusing). The landscape is absolutely idyllic.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Rainier again?
Hey, Rainieris the biggest thing to ski in the NW. So it is always going to get some attention.

The upper line of Gib Chute off the Muir snowfield.

the first5000'
Brian Harder went 5:59, c2c, from Paradise yesterday in some really hard (as in HARD) snow conditions for skinning upand skiing from the summit. The timeincludes achat and pictures with me a few feet belowMuir.

Brian's blog is always worth a look
http://www.getstrongergolonger.com/

Gib Chute is on the far right side of the photo.

Gib Chute is the obvious gully center of the picture
A fair bit of elevationgain from the parking lot and in the conditions yesterday, some decent alpine ice climbing as well with skimo crampons and two Whippets.
A steepskier's dream line in the right snow conditions.

reality yesterday...and the added excitement of some serious rock fall.


all the climbing photos are Brian's
With no real dog in the fight between routes and the speed records, but some strong opinion, I'll add my observations to all thatin another blog.
Very inspiring efforts by Andy, Jason, Brian, Eric, Stano and Nick.
Congrads to all involved.

The upper line of Gib Chute off the Muir snowfield.
the first5000'
Brian Harder went 5:59, c2c, from Paradise yesterday in some really hard (as in HARD) snow conditions for skinning upand skiing from the summit. The timeincludes achat and pictures with me a few feet belowMuir.

Brian's blog is always worth a look
http://www.getstrongergolonger.com/
Gib Chute is on the far right side of the photo.
Gib Chute is the obvious gully center of the picture
A fair bit of elevationgain from the parking lot and in the conditions yesterday, some decent alpine ice climbing as well with skimo crampons and two Whippets.
A steepskier's dream line in the right snow conditions.
reality yesterday...and the added excitement of some serious rock fall.

all the climbing photos are Brian's
With no real dog in the fight between routes and the speed records, but some strong opinion, I'll add my observations to all thatin another blog.
Very inspiring efforts by Andy, Jason, Brian, Eric, Stano and Nick.
Congrads to all involved.
Adieu Anastasia
Okay, this is it. The last of the photos from Anastasia Island...and Florida. I'm on my way west, towards Louisiana to visit friends for a few days...





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Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The Allure of the Handlebar Bag
Maybe it was seeing too many images like this one.
Or maybe it was reading (and re-reading) Harriet Fell's account of "Paris-Brest-Paris 1975", in which she described packing her handlebar bag with over a dozen items, ending the list with "anda chicken, whole and roasted".
Whatever the cause, the classic Randonneuring handlebar bag ignites my imagination as few other bicycle accessories do.
[image via MAP Cycles]
Just look at its boxy shape! And at the way it fits perfectly into the space between the handlebars - perched ever so appealingly on that miniature front rack above the front fender.
And who can resist the multitude of little pockets and closures? It is as if the bag invites you to trust it with your most cherished personal belongings: "Don't worry about anything when you are with me, Friend. I will keep these safe on the road."
I suppose at the root of what attracts me to the handlebar bag, is the visual suggestion - reinforced by anecdotal accounts that have reached legendary proportions - that it turns the bicycle into a mobile home. You could go anywhere, and still have anything you could ever need, neatly organised and right at your fingertips... Including a whole, roasted chicken, if so desired.
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