Private Skiing
There’s a famous wave in Indonesia called Nihiwatu. It peels across the beachfront of an exclusive resort on the island of Sumba, east of Bali. The wave proceeds from left to right – that is looker’s left, if, for example, you were nursing a beer in the resort’s open-air dining room and gazing out to the horizon. (more…)
Alex Sees A Hop
Why only young people have babies.
Adam was driving. I was riding shotgun. Behind me in the car seat, Alex was keeping an eye out for cows. The hard “c” sound often comes out a “d.” So when Alex, who just celebrated his second birthday, sees cows in a field, the word we hear is an excited “Dow!”
In the golden pre-winter fields between Ouray and Ridgway, there were a lot of dows. (more…)
Back on the Bike Again
It’s so good to be back on the bike again. Breathing hard. Dripping sweat onto the top tube. Seeing the world come up and go by in a blur utterly unlike either walking or driving. (more…)
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