-
The most regretful people on Earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time. Mary Oliver What do I create? In a previous life, I worked as a medicinal chemist in the field of drug discovery, trying…
-
How much of it was necessary, I don’t know. But it got done: the cabinet for storing files was hung in the office; the wooden worktops in the kitchen were varnished; clothes were washed, dishes too; tasks in the garden – shrubs pruned and perennials flush with the seemingly daily rain cut back, bird feeders…
-
“And in some of the people of the town and the community surrounding it, one of the characteristic diseases of the twentieth century was making its way: the suspicion that they would be greatly improved if they were someplace else.” Wendell Berry This article on Bikepacking.com is the best writing on cycling I’ve read in…
-
I was a touch disparaging about The Red Bike a while back. Poor bike – a creation of my own hand, and yet I dump my frustrations with its build and looks on it. It works just fine, performing admirably on the rough stuff, but it’s somewhere off my idealised vision of what a cyclokairos…
-
A somewhat pessimistic post last time out. A ride out Bearley way offered glimpses of nature doing alright, getting on with things. Approaching the village from the direction of Snitterfield, there’s a bridleway to the right, running alongside the first house on the north side of the village. Its start, a grass verge next to…
-
A confession. One of my bikes, The Red Bike, falls far short of the cyclcokairos mark. It not only has disc brakes but, steady yourself, they are hydraulic. I hang my head in shame. Of course, Cyclokairos is a broad church, with all welcome (within reason – carbon ain’t getting in, for a start). All…
-
In ‘Saving Time’, Jenny Odell quotes Ajahn Chah: “You see this goblet? I love this glass. It holds the water admirably. When the sun shines in, it reflects the light beautifully. When I tap it, it has a lovely ring. Yet for me this glass is already broken. When the wind knocks it over, my…
-
You create the fictions you want to believe. In a life that is fantasy, I am the purveyor of cyclokairos bikes. The Blue Bike is an archetypal cyclokairos bike. A steel frame; wide tyres clothed with mudguards (that have flaps); a rapid rise rear derailleur shifted by friction; a saddle that’s leather; rim brakes; and…
-
I find life noisy and the draw of simplicity becomes ever keener. ‘A Simpler Life’ by The School of Life is a recent read. It describes a number of ways in which simplicity can be achieved, and not just the obvious – less stuff, fewer commitments – but also documents those that may not be:…
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
