I haven't written anything since the bivouac. A night out on the side of a mountain has a price for people our age. I'm 54 and my partner 61, and it's not an easy thing to do and recuperate from. We were tired. We were cranky. We needed time. There were some other effects, too.... Continue Reading →
Fifteen(ish) Star Lodgings
And this is an old post that was apparently never published, back from August: That's about how many stars we saw last night....while sitting on the side of a mountain unable to find the way down in the dark. It's September. Nights are relatively long at the moment. We had no bivouac gear. Get the... Continue Reading →
The Meaning of Love (a story of smelly shoes)
When we were by the Achensee, I "swam" every day. In fact, we never made it back to the campground before the sun had disappeared behind the mountains. The lake, cool and inviting during the heat of the day, became a bit of a colder proposition when the sun was gone. But I'm a jump-in-cold-water... Continue Reading →
Covid Weirdness
So I ate something bad and have been sick for a couple of days. We're in a lovely B&B and there's a kitchen and everything except...the woman who runs the place has weird Covid paranoias. We aren't allowed to use water from the kitchen, only from our bathroom. We can use the middle microwave but... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 