t’s too hot to do anything vigorous outdoors at the moment. Seeng the Norwegian triathlete vomiting after crossing the finishing line this morning (a 6:30 am start?) was proof of that.
Ideas for hikes, walks, or bike rides usually start to take fruition around Thursday of any given week. An idea is picked out of the void, worked with, tweaked, and then usually put into action over the weekend.
17 years. That’s how long I’ve been cycling past the entrance to the Tōkai Shizen Hodō (東海自然歩道) next to Jōkōji Station (定光寺駅) without ever venturing past the entrance.
Photo above: testing the limits of the Lumix S5 (not very scientifically). Years ago I read Marie Kondo’s book on
It was only a short trip but in those brief hours I felt a tingle of joy, similar to what I felt a few years ago when I used to walk the streets randomly, taking portraits of strangers and quirky intriguing scenes.
Nothing new here but… Graham admits he was a little scared to have kids and so was I.