Saturday, March 12, 2005
Tales from the Torngats -- site detailing a Labrador mountaineering tragedy, with supurb color photographs of this little-explored region, and excellent texts (thx member Dave Wasserman).
Friday, March 11, 2005
She rocks,
She swings,
She delights
in the faded things

Jonathan Richman, Her Mystery Not of High Heels and Eye Shadow

Thursday, March 10, 2005

An automatiste (thx WG Blog) Posted by Hello
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
100K club -- cjb & Team Cat

A truly gorgeous day, more like late May than mid-March, with a negligible snowpack to boot. Mixed sunshine and mist, the latter peeling back as the day went on, disclosing views of Bowen Island, the Sunshine Coast, the West Lion. Later, at twilight, Georgia Straight pink and placid, scored by the wake from a tug and barge off Point Grey.

Nanaimo's lights winking like an airport runway in the dark.


Or, in other words, another Team Cat extravaganza. Black Mountain summit from Horseshoe Bay highway overpass, via Black Mountain trail, Donut Bluff (super-steep) variation. Thence down to the Cypress Bowl parking lot, and, having determined that, a/ the skiier shuttle bus is no longer running, due to the whole mountain being closed (no snow on the runs), and, b/ that hitching down the sparsely trafficked road isn't really a possibility, on down to Caulfield Village, the last forty minutes or so in the dark, via a combination of the Powerline Trail, Transcanada Trail, and various manky old skid roads. Overpass 60m (BC Basemap), Black Mountain summit 1224m, plus 30m elevation bonus for assorted-up-and-down getting from the peak to the parking lot via the circuitious winter snowshoe route = 1194m. 2005 total: 5858m.

Rose T. Cat found a hefty watertight baggie of weed under one of the "balancing rocks" just before the grunt up to Donut Bluff. It isn't mine, and I left it alone, having passed that particular life stage six or seven years ago, but I can't imagine its lasting that long, even out in the middle of nowhere.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005

One of literally hundreds of images from Vancouver photographer Kelly Wood's Continuous Garbage Project. Breakfast and five and a half hours of conversation with the ferociously bright and thoughtful Ms. W. this rainy spring morning, a day off spent (what better way?) parsing the local scene and an as-yet unrevealed collaborative project.

Catching up on project-related email this evening, Miles Davis ballads on the deck and McAuslan St-Ambroise Oatmeal Stout close at hand. Crippling High Interest Credit Card totally paid out an hour ago, a rare moment of calm and something approaching celebration.Posted by Hello
Monday, March 07, 2005
Off for a day or two in the spring sunshine. Back Thursday!

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