Category: Living Adventurously
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The Adventurer’s Blogging Chain
A month or so back I started a chain of guest blogs with some like-minded friends of mine. The idea is that we take it in turns to write articles and share them on each other’s websites. Each of the people involved maintain regular blogs and fit into the broad category of being “adventurers”. So,…
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How can they riot?
There’s a protestShe saidAnd I asked her what forJustice?Peace?Same as before? Um, noShe repliedA smile turned to frownNot in this placeNot in this town One side wrongOne side rightIt’s ever so easyWhen there’s blackAnd there’s white How can they riot?How can they hate?Why do they shoutInstead of debate? Stupid questionShe saidWhy march the same day?I…
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And we’ll all be lonely tonight
Post office clerks put up signs saying position closed And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats Janitors padlock the gates For security guards to patrol And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink While the married ones turn on a chat show Gentlemen time please, you know we can’t serve anymore…
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Vote tomorrow, but not for yourself
Tomorrow our country goes to the polls to decide who will lead the country and I’m taking a moment out of my day’s cycling and my website’s expedition updates to write about something I’ve been thinking about these past few days. I hope that whatever your views, you will be voting tomorrow. To not do…
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Pavarotti’s fear of biscuits – Six of the Best, March 2010
Here are some blog entries from other peoples’ websites that I have enjoyed or got something from over the last month and think that you might too. Have a look and cast your votes. No clear winner in last month’s poll – a three-way tie at last check – so you’ll just have to read…
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The X-pedition Factor (or “In offence at celebrity expeditions”)
What is the toughest expedition in the world? And, more to the point, who cares? Most dangerous this, hardest that, most daring ever such and such. There are times when a bit of hyperbolic showmanship is necessary and more appropriate than false modesty and, for the most part, I don’t have a problem with how…
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Look at everything [Version 2] – Guest Blog: Rob Cousins
This is a version two of a double issue. Rob sent me two variants of a piece on holism and, given the subject, it seemed like the only option was to publish both! I read an article about hammers on Seth Godin’s site which sparked an email conversation with Rob on a subject that clearly…
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Look at everything [Version 1] – Guest Blog: Rob Cousins
This is a version one of a double issue. Rob sent me two variants of a piece on holism and, given the subject, it seemed like the only option was to publish both! I read an article about hammers on Seth Godin’s site which sparked an email conversation with Rob on a subject that…
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Embrace the Elements – Everyday Adventure #4
Rain water trickles down my sleeve, inside the back of my glove and sends a chill up my forearm. From my experience in the outdoors, wet gloves means cold hands and that’s a bad thing. Pause to assess the situation. I’m on my bike and it’s raining hard but I’m only a couple of miles…
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Something a little unknown – Guest Blog: Francis Charlesworth
This is a long overdue blog post. I’ve been working with Francis Charlesworth since before this website began and he has yet to feature on the front page. Until now. “Hi Francis, I’m Tim Moss”. I was at Heathrow airport collecting my gear from an expedition to the Indian Himalayas that I had left a…
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Wild Swims and Mild Whims
I’ve been meaning to write something about outdoor swimming for some time now. I am a terrible swimmer. I can only “do” two strokes – front crawl and breast stroke – neither of them are executed with any grace or efficiency and you’ll notice that this short list excludes back stroke. Whilst I’m able to…
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In the fell clutch of circumstance
Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of…