I’m having some serious pressure put on me to rekindle my babble and I know I’ve been a naughty blogger. Those Canadians must be suffering from cabin fever from the Polar Vortex by wanting more of my mundane missives.
I’ll keep this one short because I said to a friend a couple of days ago that I hadn’t had a big tumble off my bike for ages and that was tempting fate. So here I am today hooting along at a great rate of knots and took the wrong line across some railway tracks thinking I could frog jump the bike over the exposed track. By the way, that’s a thing a 20 year old would have trouble doing!
Nope! I took a big tumble and am now battered and bruised with two big hematomas on my elbow and hip, cuts and bruises and feeling sorry for myself. The thing that restricts me most is the very sore thumb. I thought a thumb was only for blocking up dykes but try and do without one and see where it gets you. I suppose I shouldn’t whinge too much as Muppet’s Mum has just had a growth removed and bone graft on her pinky and is worse off than me when it comes to fingers.
We had four days over 40 last week and did the rubbernecks love it. Seems we were struck with the Hell Vortex! Back to normal this week but who knows what lies ahead.
We did a bike tour in November from Luang Prabang in Laos to Hanoi in Vietnam. MP’s sister and her friend accompanied us along with nine others on the tour. A great ride and you can get the photos HERE and a 11 minute video HERE.
Feeling a weakness coming over me so better go and lie down now and suck up the wonderful attention I’m receiving from MP. However, no denying the fact that she thinks I’m an ejit as my good Irish mum used to tell me.
I have just received the following email from the son of our blogger friend, the Paradise Driver, Wil Kyle who passed away last year…………….
“This is what it looked like when I scattered my fathers ashes on top of Haleaka, one if his favourite places on the island of Maui”
So what do reckon these guys are thinking given that all they see is a lot of water, a lone surfer and a big ship? Maybe those waves are just too monstrous to handle.
June in Florida put me onto another good blogger with very interesting articles worth following. One of his posts features a very interesting sight he captured on a a recent trip through Texas.
I want you to click on a link to Google Maps shortly and you will firstly see an overhead shot along US 90 in Texas and then the street view along a very lonely stretch of highway. Then turn the view to the left and check out a sight for sore eyes. Click HERE now.
You can get the story HERE. Methinks the $80k could have feed a few homeless people for a few days but then I’m a cretin when it comes to art.
MP and I travelled large chunks of similar terrain in New Mexico, Arizona, Nevada and Utah and we loved the desolation of America’s version of the Never,Never.
A serious burglary occurred recently and a couple of lads decided to give chase and they managed to apprehend the miscreant.
They bound his hands and chained him up for good measure before calling the cops but they overdid it a bit when one of them suggested waterboarding for good measure.
Not a pretty sight.
I have a feeling that he won’t be doing that in a hurry for awhile.
Next time you start whinging about being in cattle class on a plane, or moaning on about the lousy/non-existent meal service, have a thought for the poor sods who had to rely on African shipping services for their transport to the USA prior to 1865.
Man’s inhumanity to man.