Wednesday 30 July 2008

Natural Mystic


These last few days I have been camping in Southern England... I have swam in lots of rivers, like the Frome and the Hampshire Avon.Wiltshire and Somerset where particularly enjoyable.There was a lovely swimming hole next to a weir on the footpath towards Batcombe, with a rope swing into the deep below a weir...
On the way to meet up with some pals in Hampshire, we stopped at Stonehenge...I really felt a presence there, but was offended by the way that is presented...Many people were taking cheesy pictures of each other so that they can prove to their Friends that they have, you know, done Stonehenge...It is obviously being exploited a a cash cow and they have some plans to spruce it up for the Olympics...
I strongly feel that it should be a sacred place of pilgrimage. The roads should be diverted or buried, and people should approach on foot..From at least five miles away barefoot across a silent grassy heath..

Monday 21 July 2008

Scary Ocean


On a few occasions last week I walked along the Cornish coast path and then down a rocky headland to fish of a very deep ledge. Just standing there flicking my lure into the sea was very therapeutic...It was also a little unnerving. The thought that a freak wave might just lick me into the water was always at the back of my mind...
The god Pan was banished into the wilderness by Zeus...Whenever we are in the wild and we feel the onset of Panic.... That is Pan tinkering with our reason...

Sunday 20 July 2008

harbour jumping


Last week we where in Cornwall...We swam in the sea daily it was colder than normal but highly invigorating.One day we went out mackerel fishing with Barry Mundy, there was a lot of chop and the boat was all over the place...We caught half a pale of fish and we filleted and cooked them for our tea..Highlight of the week was jumping of the harbour at Mullion...

Thursday 10 July 2008

Bit of scrumping


Yesterday it rained and it rained...So late in the evening I went off on my bike to check out some allotments...When I got there it was empty apart from some guilty looking rabbits and pigeons. The gardens are beautiful definitely an art form.They are swollen with abundance and plenty, and I couldn't help myself from scrumping a couple of fat raspberries...
a nice bit of anarchy...

Tuesday 8 July 2008

Oslo opera house


We spent a hot Saturday strolling around Oslo...We went to a gay festival and were both kissed by a young Tranny from Sweden who invited us to a party.
We walked all over the fantastic new Opera building which is clad in marble and is meant to look like Norway's highest peak...

crap superlatives


Hello again
back on my blog after a quick raz around southern Norway...We stopped .off at a beauty spot called Riddar springet.We strolled down a heavily forested valley thick with Lichen and reindeer pellets. And at the bottom was a torrential gorge with the bluest glacial surge of river...At one point it narrows, and is just about steppable...Legend is that a young Knight stole another Knights wife and they escaped by springing over the chasm...