Sunday, June 18, 2006

The Mountain...



See the mountain in the middle ... this is my first mountain climb Ha Ling peak.. 6200 ft.... I climbed it looking for something... the adrenaline of accomplishment perhaps..maybe its because I lack material for this blog... but I went looking for something...I am not much of a hiker but I love the outdoors and I wanted something above the treeline where you could really stand on the summit.

yes I found it.. I found I was fat forty seven and out of shape... it took me 2.5 hours... the girl I met at the top who was a cross country skier in training was up in 1 hour and 30 minutes. Only the fact that I told people I was climbing today spurred me to finish.. I thought of all types of excuses but in the end I dogged it right to the top.

I found that no matter what anyone tells you the math still works... it looks high... and they say it takes less than 2 hours... and its easy... hmmm one of those variables intuitively must be wrong. I looked again on the way down...there is only one 15 ft stretch that is not an upward incline... its steep...

and yes something lives up there with seeming no foliage... this little chipmunk lives right at the peak... probably picking up crumbs hoping he doesn't get trapped and sold into slavery in Albania.

when you see your truck in the distance and it takes on this mythical bath of warmth..you know you have had a rough day...

The weird thing is that now... after a coffee from Tim Hortons on the way home and two advil and looking at the pictures... maybe it wasn't so bad...

my dad is back in Ontario.... I called him from the peak... the only place on the trail you get a cell signal...

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Picasso... Pisani...


I know I have been gone for a month. Once in a while you just have to retreat a little to get ready for the road ahead... I have been all over. St. Louis, Toronto, Chicago, New York, Kansas City. Every city trying to find the hockey playoffs on TV... There is something very deflating sitting with a bunch of Americans at the ESPN zone in Chicago cheering for the Edmonton Oilers and watch them blow a 3-0 lead to lose 5-4.

The hockey playoffs energize me... life vicariously through watching sport. But it gets me going.. I ride my bike more. I ride it harder... I look for household chores that are rough physically. I know this sounds weird but I think its the way men think. Once we get in the mood to be physical we want it more and more.. I watch a great period of hockey and I want to go out and take my pick and attack my rockpile or get on that bike and ride like a wild man.

Tonight was a wild game... Carolina dominated at times but Edmonton prevailed in overtime. Fernando Pisani broke in and scored a Picasso... complicated but beautiful goal.. Those who know me will know that I am a life long Toronto Maple leaf fan but I went to high school in Edmonton and I can't help but root for the boys..

Fernando Pisani drafted in the 8th round...an Edmonton Boy... three years in the league but already 28 ...which means he was in the minor leagues a long time..the great Canadian story...

There are either one or two playoff games left...Carolina is still up 3 games to two with Game 6 back in Edmonton. I want it to go seven so I will feel better... its strange...