photos from galicia

we had a bit of a long weekend away
Lourdes, eni and I caught a plane to Galicia and stayed in a place on the beach.
Galicia is the bit above Portugal on the western edge of the Iberian peninsula.
full of old stuff, like this half built medieval bridge.



but the smell of bushfire smoke was never far away, as there was over 1000 bushfires that week in Galicia.



but we were right next to the beach, and that's hard not to like



and the smoke made for some beautiful photos, devestating effects on the everything not-withstanding



the other side of the ria, which I suppose you would call a fiord, or inlet, or something



sunrises over land and sunsets over the ocean.



I'm still not feeling very talkative but there's quite a few more images on my flikr page, linked from that box at the bottom of this page. Unfortunately, I've already used up my upload bandwidth for the month so the rest will have to wait.
lots of dog shots of course. Maybe later I'll do an illustration friday, but don't hold your breath, or as they say here in spain, wait sitting down, although they say it spanish, claro

clean-illustration.friday

illustration friday

hey, I'm back

although I am out of time to write my content, but I will come back to finish up later today
shit, I mean poo I mean joder.
it's been a week since I wrote that.
how time flies, and rightnow I am here instead of where the plan calls for, - out on my bike getting some more kms in.
dog knows I need them.
my ability to procrastinate lately, instead of get out there and suffer like a god, is costing me dearly.
and obviously the same thing happened last tuesday as well


at least that's a smile ¿no?

ever since I started to relax a bit, that has become my new norm, while the others in the group are doing secret training , or eating less ice-cream, or doing something because every time we come to an uphill stretch I'm off the back and I don't like it.
I was climbing really well, when I wasn't working.
that's pedro next to me in the following photo.
don't let that knome like appearence fool you. he he shaved off that beard he would look like the killer that he is.
he came in only four minutes after the winner in a recent 'race' to the mountain pass called navacerrada. in about fifteenth place.
and although I didn't do it I know that another day he climbed navacerrada in 26 mins and I took 34 on sunday.


and that fellow behind is the same sort of problem.
they are just killing me in the climbs now.
I have to do some serious rectification.
anyhow, I've got to go now or it's just not going to happen.


and eni is crying from frustration.
vaya team.



illustration friday

It's been a while

though things are still the same.
we are stuck in the routine, although it affects each of us differently



I just haven't had much time or inclination to update the blog when things are, . .
I don't know, basically depressing.
I don't like admitting that I am depressed to my world wide audience, but there you have it. still life goes on



or, still, life goes on. nature is as complex as ever, and we are as ignorant as ever



it's spring time already and there's plenty of floral action around



I am completely at a loss for words
completely sick and tired of the status quo
maybe we'll move to Bolivia
if Morales appears not to slacken of in his efforts, I'd love to go and do what I can to support a move away from capitalist imperialism.
after all is said and done, there remains plenty to say and do.
well I'm not making much sense now.
I need to go to bed.
more cycling kms tomorrow.

to the anonymous commentator from last time, have no fear, the crash didn't keep me off the bike.
In fact I did 300 kms that same weekend and have done 1900 since then. and if it didn't rain so many weekends I would have done more.
so don't worry, be happy.



illustration friday