It sits, forlornly, apparently forgotten. Somehow, for this item, winter wasn’t quite long enough. I didn’t find, Continue reading “Forlornly Forgotten”
Tag: skiing
Old Dog New Tricks
It appears to be a true story that you can teach an old dog new tricks. I think I’d qualify as an old dog on Continue reading “Old Dog New Tricks”
Eeire Silence of a New Era.
There’s been an eerie silence in this space as I try to work out this new era, blogging issues and my lifestyle.
Continue reading “Eeire Silence of a New Era.”Count Downs
There are so many countdowns swirling around in my head that I have to focus on which one is being referenced in current conversation. That all just puts me squarely in the blessing department. So full of Continue reading “Count Downs”
A for Effort
There are so many possible titles for today’s blog. A for Effort, Honour versus Defeat or A “Bum”mer on Powder Day.
The background story goes like this Continue reading “A for Effort”
Mountain Time
One of the best part of social media are the photos that accompany travel posts. It allows us to live vicariously through our friends trips. It gives us a glimpse into a culture and geography that we Continue reading “Mountain Time”
Powder Day
Apparently epic is the second most over used word in the English language, right next to fail. Like epic fail falls under the things to not say.
So I will go to other words like extreme, exhausting, exhilarating, enjoyable, enviable (at least to all my skiing friends), invigorating (which sounds like it should start with an E) and exhausting. Continue reading “Powder Day”
Not a News Flash
This won’t come as a news flash to anyone. We’re getting older. All the time. Every one of us. Which is a good thing.
I like to think that I’m not Continue reading “Not a News Flash”
What It Takes
It’s really all about the guts. The glory may be only fleeting or not even happen. But the guts, determination and absolute drive is never to be questioned. Continue reading “What It Takes”
What not to wear
There was a show a few years back where “they” picked apart someone’s sense of style and their wardrobe. Tips were given for shopping and some money and off they went to reinvent their own look but much more tastefully.
Well yes I could have been a participant on it except that I’d bloody well refuse to Continue reading “What not to wear “