New bridge over pond
There. Two pics from last week when we had dinner over at G&L’s house (salmon and quinoa and salad, very tasty) and one of the bridge-walkway I made to replace the rotting one I tore out on Monday. It is not actually spanning the pond right now, but come winter rains, it will.
It is a nice place to sit, in the early morning or late afternoon. I’m going to go sit there now.
tags: autumn, bashing wood, pond bridge
posted on September 21, 2014
Pulling up an old wooden bridge, all decaying, crumbling. Cleaning out rusty nails and screws. Beetles, woodbugs, spidersspidersspiders, ants. Brush off, shake off. Stack wood.
They’re just bugs. Lean over, quick shake, spider’s in the grass now. Just frightened bugs. Run along now, bugs. It’s moving day.
tags: outdoors, rebuilding mind
posted on September 17, 2014
At the beginning of the summer we started doing a fair bit of biking around the island, but mostly in the 707. It’s pretty close by, after all. I trashed my GaLTT map in a hurry, and in doing so realised I wanted more detail than those kind folks provide; specifically, I wanted to know which trails were pretty safe for biking and which I should be prepared to get off and walk.
I was on the Tin Can Alley trail when I resolved to make my own damn map. The salal was over my head. It was 27°C. I hadn’t meant to go that way.
The full map package can be downloaded here. It is a whopping 2.5MB, just so you know. Includes the whole map, in colour and black&white (for printing, if so inclined), plus six detail sections that display nicely on an iPod touch or iPhone or similar handheld.
I used GaLTT’s names for the trails they named, but after that I pleased myself. The division of bikable and not-really-bikable trails is subjective; no one is guaranteeing a thing, either about the state of the trails or the accuracy of my mapmaking. If you are good with that, help yourself.
tags: biking, gabriola, maps, parks, trails
posted on August 27, 2014
Just finished The Martian by Andy Weir. I found it oddly compelling, as if Popular Mechanic wrote a novel. It is almost entirely devoid of dramatic tension. There are conflicts, but they are resolved quickly and leave the people involved unaffected. The main character may be fundamentally changed by his experience as a castaway, but if so, you wouldn’t know it from reading his journal. He maintains an unflagging attitude of can-do throughout; the narrative is a series of the challenges he faces and how he resolves them. If he ever despairs, or is even once overwhelmed by the apparent hopelessness of his position, his absolute solitude in this most alien of environments, he does so off-stage.
If this were real life, he’d probably be first pick of someone to be marooned with. For a novel, perhaps next time more story?