Simian Circles The adventure begins when the unplanned starts en-us Sat, 18 Jan 2020 19:02:40 GMT Don't I wish It was just an ordinary ride on a local bus. When the temperature is pretending to be the Titantic and sinking rapidly, it's much nicer to be warm than freeze my tuchus off walking the half mile or so to the supermarket. A lady behind me was chatting to her friend and mentioning how she wished she had done something many years ago, but didn't. Wed, 01 Jan 2020 08:17:57 GMT Water dropped and logged It's nearly Christmas and since the end of September it has hardly stopped raining. Sometimes a bit of sun comes out even to the point of the whole day being mainly dry, but that has been the exception. Thinking about it, I reckon this is the wettest I have ever seen it here and am thankful the temperatures have stayed up, otherwise we would have around 3 feet of snow, there's been that much precipitation and this country grinds to a halt with half an inch of the white stuff. Sat, 21 Dec 2019 15:24:47 GMT Photography and tablets Seeing as I am stuck using a tablet over the foreseeable future, an exercise was begun to forge the way ahead. There are a number of factors involved and some planning has to be done beforehand when using a tablet, much the same as you do if a laptop is used for your articles and image processing, only you have the limitations of touch instead of being able to use a mouse. Then there's the software. Instead of Photoshop, you will have to find a decent App to make your photos look good. Sun, 01 Dec 2019 08:38:06 GMT Dead laptops are not it Preparation for forthcoming trips are part of the equation if you travel for business or blogging. You go over your stuff again and again to make sure that your luggage contains what is really needed, not wanted. Does it all fit? Can I remove it easily for security and customs? After that, there is the checking out of your equipment. Tue, 19 Nov 2019 05:45:39 GMT Beginning the turn of the year There was a slight edge to the air as I stepped onto the trail. No specific plan in mind, just a walk for the sake of it all. Across a sort of mown up area stood what looked like a metal box, pale blue, perhaps 4 feet high. I walked over the rough ground cover to take a closer look. A door on one of the sides was partially open and I reckon that at one time it was for an electrical thing in the area and just left to rot when everything else was removed. Sun, 10 Nov 2019 09:05:53 GMT Sometimes you just need a laugh With all the seriousness in epidemic mode around the world, there needs to be some kind of relief every now and then. I don't recall what set my mind in motion about what happened many years ago, but I managed a good chuckle about a couple of the things a friend and I got up to during and after our senior year in high school. Sat, 02 Nov 2019 00:59:39 GMT A festival and change of plans I discovered this year in Pamplona that there are Street festivals for many of the streets in the old town. These take place during the summer months at various times. Some are small, others are quite large. Thu, 03 Oct 2019 12:37:39 GMT 3 hours in Artajona The nights are getting quite cool now in Pamplona, so I grabbed a bus to a big store some distance away and bought a fleece. For the last month I've been wearing sandals, not something I normally do. The heels were hard and my right knee began to hurt. I like the sandals, but reckoned they are not worth a damaged knee and trashed them. It was nice to wear gel-heeled shoes again and the fleece was coming in handy. The weather on the day I chose to check out the town of Artajona was forecast to be on the cool side, so slung it into my small pack and grabbed a bus. Sun, 01 Sep 2019 14:47:37 GMT Durango The sheriff of Durango caught the outlaws and slung them in jail. At least that's the way we think of it. The name of the town conjures images of cowboys and the wild west. Indeed, it used to be just that. Kind of like Yuma and Deadwood. Many western movies were shot in Durango, Colorado and also the Mexican town of the same name. There's even a narrow gauge railroad named the Durango and Silverton which runs steam trains left over from the old Colorado mountain railroads, such as the Denver and Rio Grande Western. Okay, that's fine, but where does the name come from? Thu, 15 Aug 2019 19:29:32 GMT Buses and a concrete artist I find it interesting how pricing changes for flights. The use of companies which do all the booking for you is, basically, one serious rip off. I manage my own with the airlines direct and nearly always save hundreds of dollars by doing so. This trip to Pamplona saw even the airlines pricing jump around all over the place. From 189 UKP to 60 UKP, for the same flight no less. Obviously I chose the latter and did that only a few days before I left. Sat, 20 Jul 2019 17:53:37 GMT Pub to bus The driver of the bus was very helpful as we wound around through various villages. My destination was one which would set me at the beginning of about a 5 mile hike. It was one of those days where the sky was a nice blue with small clouds drifting by and a slight breeze. I had never been to this spot before and planned to end up at a stop where I could catch a bus, which stopped at a station, on the branchline that ran near to where I live. Tue, 16 Jul 2019 06:29:23 GMT The Kilmer connection He watched carefully as the patrol moved. The G98 was raised slowly and the sniper picked his target. A soldier slightly off to one side. The shooter adjusted the sight and as the man slowed down a little, pulled the trigger. It was the First World War, a man named Joyce Kilmer received that bullet and died. He was a poet and one of his poems fits into the category of over used, or does it? Fri, 05 Jul 2019 09:38:14 GMT Tiptoe through the process The normal things of life: like taking a shower, eating breakfast and catching a plane are those aspects of getting around which we are all used to. It was during one of those type of events that I had a slight distraction take place which has set me back a little. Sat, 15 Jun 2019 12:49:46 GMT The valley search As I entered the wooded section, my eyes were greeted by a carpet of bluebells. Nearly everywhere I looked and walked within the wood, they were covering the ground. It was the Friday before Easter and those flowers are not normally there until around mid May. Spring was in full flow and a nice warm weekend on the cards. I had set out to go a hunting. Not for wildlife, but for a special place I stumbled across some years ago. To search for the nice little valley where it was silent apart from some birdsong and way off any main trail. Sat, 01 Jun 2019 07:16:36 GMT Decisions, decisions I guess there comes that time when I have to make up my mind about something which needs to be done. The past couple of years deciding whether or not to jettison my bridge camera has been on and off. The yoyo effect surfaces every now and then. The main reason is how much I carry in my main backpack. Not that I mind carrying it between locations, I don't. Time is always taken to stop, remove it and give my back a rest. Now, the whole scenario has surfaced again, with a vengeance. Fri, 17 May 2019 08:34:30 GMT