Monday 19th February § Leave a comment
A group of us went up the Crib Goch ridge
Heading straight ahead. Not exactly a path.
Once we’d got up that first scramble we could see all the way along the ridge.
The peak tinged with the solar flaring is Snowdon itself.
There was fog for a while.
Looking back along the ridge with a bit of snow on the ground.
The peak of Snowdon from the same vantage point.
From the high ridge the views out across the cloud were glorious.
After reaching the top the time was getting late and we headed down the Miners path, down past the lakes.
Then today we had a lazy climbing day above Porthmadoc.
One of the climbs lead up from the white tree. It was a good climb except that the rock on that particular section tends to come off in brick sized chunks, so you had to be careful what you were trusting your weight too.
Friday 19th January § 2 Comments
After having done almost nothing for the last two weeks, I’ve
tried to compensate by two weeks worth of activities in the space of two days.
Yesterday was really spent on borrowed time, after having not slept that evening. About 5:30 in the morning I decided that I was going to write(code) a fullscreen image viewer, which is really useful for previewing images.
There was a fantastic open-lecture by the sudo-client (who’s name I promptly forgot) for the Performing Arts centre designed by Raphael Vinioli. It’s a really interesting project: two theatres, setup in such a way that either can make use of an extended central stage, or even to open up the whole space to include both spaces, the idea was that the workings of the stages would be revealed to the public. What was really interesting was hearing from a clients eye view on such a huge project. This guy was so pashionate about the project and the possibilities, this is Stage 1 of an idea he’s been pushing for 8 years now. Really crappy on the eco front, and 3 times over it’s initial budget, it’s still quite brilliant architecture. (Apparently, being environmentally friendly costs approximately 5% extra)
Today was a bit slow to start. Missed the last of the moisture ingress laboratories because I slept in. Spent 2 hours messing about in Sketchup. For our first model we’ll be copying Mies Van De Rohe’s iconic Barcelona Pavilion, originally designed in 1929 (The current pavilion is a 1970’s replica, because the original got carefully dismantled, but then they lost. They lost a whole building in the post!). The roof of the CAD-lab was groaning ominously in the storm-force winds. The courtyard of our building was roped off because but’s of the Fletcher building where falling off.
Then Rose, Chris and I went house shopping ‘round lunchtime but discounted that property because it didn’t have a double bed. But later saw a house at 5 and came out and within half an hour we’d each withdrawn a £250 deposit so hopefully that will go through in the morning – in my absence. It couldn’t be closer to the campus.
In between the house hunting I sketched a small doodle that I instantly saw in 3D. No inspirations, no process. Miraculous conception.
It’s more like walk through sculpture than true ‘architecture’. Blurry lines I know. General themes that I was pondering at the time: wind 🙂 waves, texture and puzzling about what makes an idea worthy of scaling up into an all out concept. How do you chose what to develop? Why? How should that choice be made? But in the end this idea turned up out of nowhere, complete, and perfectly formed and so I’m just going to go along with it. It’s not as if I can forget this idea, so I’m stuck with it, no matter how hard its going to be to draw/model/construct. Anyway, next Wednesday shoud see inductions into the Metal Working workshops which will be brill.
Then there was climbing (glowing tinglyness throughout), followed by a brief spell in another pub, but I left before the pub quiz got started because my head aches.
Apparently the ‘place to be’ for live music in Leicester is a tiny pub called The Twisted Toucan, with open mic sessions with talented people and live Reggae and cool stuff like that.
Right now I’m enjoying flipping between ‘The Trial Of Tony Blair’ and the realities of Newsnight. Fiction and reality merging. There are moments when it’s . Switch from a fake Gordon Brown patronising likqwl kiddies in a classroom to the real Gordon, being even more patronising to a group of kids on the starting block of a school race, cut to him chewing the cud (in reality). Meaningful TV.
Oh, and tomorrow I’m going to gawp at the glossy glass losenge starchitecture of Manchester as part of the Uni. 10 buildings within the course of the day.
And for those in the loop, I think I’ve lost my mobile phone.
One huge plus-side, in my rather manic search for my mobile, I happened to look behind my bedside cupboard where I discovered my tiny Fuji digital camera that I thought I’d lost about 2 months ago. In the mean time, believing that the Fuji was well and truly vanished I treated myself to a fantastic Pentax digital SLR. Techno-gluton that I am, I’m tempted to keep them both. Photos will be forthcoming.
If I mention that Irn-Bru is a godly drink which would be ideal accompanied by a shot(glass) of lemon(juice) then I’ve manged to tick off all of those pesky category thingies down the side in the one post.
Love to all & noswaith da.
Thursday 16th November § Leave a comment
1st – 3rd of December, Lake District, freezing rocks, freezing fingers, drunkeness. Yey.
Saturday 11th November § Leave a comment
Today was mainly spent climbing with a guy called Jens (pronounced Yans). I taught him to lead, which was cool. He’s a good climbing partner. Trustworthy when it comes to belaying (unlike some at the club) and just the right amount better than me, that I push myself to follow his lead.
To get to the climbing centre took us half an hours cycleride. I did kind-of break the bike on the way back. The handlebars now rotate in a disturbing manner. Cycling along the towpath carefully balancing the handlebars and with a heavy pack-full of ropes was a nervy ride. I can’t wait to have a bike of my own, here.
But now the illness that I thought I’d overcome yesterday has returned with a final vindictive surge. The sexy voice and the heavy sniffle have returned and I’m off back to my bed to be selfpitying and sweaty.
Thursday 2nd November § Leave a comment
Have I mentioned that I climb. Last night I did my first lead climbs. It was so fun.
Leading is a step up from top-roping. You have to clip yourself onto the wall as you climb up. The danger is that there’s potential for a longer fall. (say 3 or 4 meters instead of 1 or 2). It’s brilliant. Even the falling was fun. I now have a lead rope sittin in my wardrobe, and a whole hank of quick-draws(clippy things) so there’s plenty more climbing to be had.
Friday 1st September § 1 Comment
Talking with Emily is my new favourite way to solve my (conundrumining). One discussion about world politics, unfairness and the general crappy nature of capitalism and I’m filled with hope that grass roots activism can save the world.
One discussion on my parents bed and without actually saying anything unexpected she makes me see things in a better light. Suddenly my head seems much clearer. So a huge thank you to Emily for being a fabulous listener.
Ireland was spectacular. It provided the perfect relaxing holiday experience and I’ve returned rejuvenated and ready to face the year ahead. There’s a slight twinge of sadness realising that this may well have been my last family holiday.
Last night I hosted one fun dance-fest of a party. I have such a lovely group friends. Then today I took Emily and Josh(who are now a couple, woooo) to visit Charlotte at Llangorse Rope Center where she works which was so much fun. I definitely want to do more climbing in the future.
And tomorrow were going to see Ellens first performance with the National Youth Theatre Of Wales up in Aber. We haven’t seen her in 5 weeks so thats going to be brilliant.
Life is good.