Switerland is not great with choosing train names that translate well. The SOB is the Sud Ouest Bahn in east Switzerland, the FART is the Ferrovie autolinee regionali ticinesi in the Italian speaking canton, and the MOB is the Montreux Berner-Oberland Bahn. I'm trying to think of ways to amuse myself because I'm starting 2024... Continue Reading →
Sun, and a Question
Fi-nal-ly we had a sunny weekend. There was only one day of full-on sun two weeks ago (which I got to take advantage of, so no complaints there) but the last few weeks have been either rainy or snowy. Snowy is prettier, but it's also kind of a pain when you can't walk anywhere. I... Continue Reading →
Weekend Report
Friday climbing: my partner tried a pitch in an indoor gym and didn't find the full-on, put-your-arms-down-pull-out-the-cell-phone-and-order-a-pizza places to take a natural rest. I mean, there were places you could stop climbing and put your hands in your pockets and just stand there, on the wall. He just kept going, getting more and more tired... Continue Reading →
Memory Work
This is a bad translation of "travail de mémoire". It's what is is said in the French language to describe going back and dissecting history. It's to better understand what happened, how people got to wherever they were and how to avoid making the same mistakes in the future. I had a weekend with two... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 