Monday Morning Wake-Up Call: Let’s Ride
April 20, 2015 by 17 Comments
TT*: Hear the playing cards slap in the spokes
January 22, 2015 by 15 Comments
The child is riding her bicycle up the hill. I stand and look around; the thick summer foliage blocks the road from view. I turn back toward the river and hear the playing cards slap in the spokes. They click and slap slowly, for the hill is steep. Now the pushing grows suddenly easier, evidently; the cards click and slap. At once, imperceptibly, she starts down. The pace increases. The cards are slapping and she is rolling; the pace speeds up, she is rolling, and the cards are slapping so fast the sounds blur. And so she whirs down the hill. I can see her through the woods downstream where the road evens out. She is fine, still coasting, and leaning way back.
~ Annie Dillard, “Aces and Eights.” Teaching a Stone to Talk.
Notes: TT* = Throwback Thursday. Image: Maurizio Raffa via Sensual Starfish
SMWI*: Do we want to work-out this morning?
July 6, 2013 by 30 Comments
SMWI*: Real adventure isn’t polished
June 29, 2013 by 12 Comments
Alpinist Kyle Dempster embarked on an inspiring journey to bike across Kyrgyzstan’s back roads on his bike. His goal – ride across the country via old Soviet roads and climb the country’s most impressive peaks along the way. He was alone. He carried only a minimalist’s ration of climbing gear. Ten Kyrgyz words rounded out his vocabulary. He’d purchased his bike just weeks before and had never bike toured. Upon arrival, Kyle found himself pulled into the Kyrgyz culture – heavy drinking, friendly curiosity and families carving existences out of yurts in the foothill. From his maps, he picked a circuitous path of back roads between the regions incredible mountains. When he arrived, he found that the roads had been abandoned. Crumbling roads led deeper into the heart the Kyrgyz wilderness before disappearing all together. After crossing a few rivers and nearly being swept away in the process, Dempster realized that his path back was blocked. He had to keep, pedaling, pushing and carrying his bike. It meant crossing rivers raging with summer snow melt and navigating game trails. As his options dwindled, Dempster became more desperate. The camera becomes an outlet. Overwhelmed by his predicament home, he narrates a letter home telling his family he loves them. He executes one final river crossing before reconnecting with civilization and its roads. Part meditation on true spirit of adventure and part epic travelogue, The Road from Karakol is the story of a unique spirit who pedaled to the road’s end and decided to keep going. The documentary is slated for release later this summer. Watch the trailer and get ready.
“When the road ends, will you keep going”
“I hate flies”
“Definitely gotta love the Pantera that’s just pumping through my headphones right now!”
- SMWI* = Saturday Morning Work-Out Inspiration
- Source: Grindtv and The Road from Karakol
SMWI*: Playground, Italy
June 15, 2013 by 16 Comments
Playground, Italy from Matty Brown on Vimeo.
Incredible. When can we go?!
SMWI* = Saturday Morning Workout Inspiration
Think I’ll go for a ride…
August 3, 2012 by 20 Comments
I’m jumping the gun on my Saturday morning work-out inspiration clip – but this morning feels like a bike ride. This music video was instant inspiration for me and brought back childhood memories. Thank you Rob Firchau for sharing. Enjoy…
“Think I’ll go for a ride…take the bike out of the shed…make a fresh start…when the head spins…there is no joy…put me on the saddle…and I’m a little boy…a little boy on a mission…we’re like Fred and Ginger…when the’re doing their dance…to the sound of rubber…out on the old bog road…I’m as free as a bird…It helps me remember…How good it used to be…feeling like a king…the bike, the road, and me…You hope the skies don’t open…when home is many miles…you think your’e just cruising…life is flowing along…a fall or a puncture…anything can go wrong…you’re vulnerable…at the mercy of the wind…with every hill you climb…you begin and begin and begin…with the freedom of the road…summer evenings on the road…the cool breeze in my hair…poetry in motion…on two wheels in Kildare…”
Source: Thank you The Hammock Papers.
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