The ultimate challenge for a geek

I have always been curious how things work

as I child I disassembled my toys

wanting to know what was inside them

I soon learned how to reassemble and repair them

my first bicycle was an old wreck

I acquired many abandoned bikes

swapped out components to customize mine

it had spring forks and chopper style handlebars

my dad bought me a car before I could legally drive

that mini sat outside our house while I rebuilt it

a full engine strip down and repainted body

I knew every nut bolt and washer on that car

it was a given that I went to engineering school

learning about the science of what makes things work

doing fun experiments with jet engines and heat pumps

I worked part time building oil tankers in the local shipyard

my bachelor degree was in mechanical engineering

I became a development engineer in the nuclear energy business

in my spare time I built a fully fledged racing car

I became a weekend racing driver and mechanic

home ownership brought new challenges

I soon learned how to fix plumbing and electrical stuff

I designed and built additions to that house

creating more space for our growing family

my first computer was a basic BBCB

I spent many hours taking it apart

as a self confessed geek I had to know how it worked

I moved on to build my own desk top computer

in later life I developed a fascination with human biology

I became a volunteer EMT with the local fire department

I learned how to stabilize sick and injured people

fixing the human body is the ultimate challenge for a geek

Cycling is a lot of fun most of the time

Cycling is a lot of fun most of the time

Especially in rural areas

You can quickly get off the beaten track

Cruising along open countryside

This morning I saw a wild turkey hen

Stepping out into the road ahead of me

Seven chicks followed her close behind

Racing for cover in the trees on the other side

I joined my riding group 5 miles in

Setting off on a 30 mile ride

Mostly on quiet roads next to farmland

The cornfields were high and lush green

The soy beans were growing fast

We saw plenty of deer in the fields

Startled by our stealthy silent approach

Formations of geese filled the skies

Each one taking a slight aerodynamic advantage

The one at the front doing most of the work

We do the same by cycling a tight pacewline formation

You can see a lot from a bicycle

On the main roads there is a constant stream of litter

Mostly crushed discarded been cans and fast food wrappings

Evidence that passing cars toss out their trash on the move

We have to navigate carefully around these hazards

Especially the broken beer bottles 

Unfortunately today one was hidden in partial shadow 

Resulting in a slashed tire and instant blowout for one of our group

Cycling is a lot of fun most of the time

Except when you encounter shards of discarded glass

left or right?

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Passenger: I think its up here somewhere

Driver: what side is it on?

Passenger: not sure, I think maybe on the left

Driver: OK just tell me when to turn

Passenger: left right here… be quick!

Driver: do you mean left or right?

Passenger: turn right here!

Driver: I am making a right turn

Passenger: why didn’t you turn left like I told you?

Driver: because you first said left then changed it to right

Passenger: no I didn’t

Driver: yes you did

Passenger: no I didn’t

Driver: yes you did!

Passenger: I told you to turn left right here

Driver: next time you drive

pre-dawn bayside worship

she stepped out into the crisp early morning spring air

birds singing the dawn chorus to greet her

the pale blue sky had been delicately painted onto the calm waters of the bay

the marsh was starting to shed its brown winter coat and change into green for the summer 

the sun was not up but the cloudy eastern sky was orange ablaze in anticipation

a lone waterman glided over the mirror like surface

speeding towards crab pots with hopes of a bumper catch

rhythmically flowing ripples ran from his boat to infinity 

carving up the perfectly reflected sky painting into a torn canvas

when the boat was well gone and the ripples were just a gentle swell

the sky began to gently repaint itself on the water

she treasured these still moments that touched her soul

she loved way the bay and the marsh gifted her changing portraits  

the pre-dawn era was brief but seemed never ending

the sun burst over the horizon with enthusiastic abandon

dormant still air was nudged into movement by the warming sun 

gentle breezes began a whispering dance over the bay wiping out the reflected sky

she took one last breath of the intoxicating morning air before going inside

with a gracious thank you she she sealed the images in her mind

it was time to face another day laced with work, chores, family and errands

mixing with the poor souls who have never learned to worship these wonders

she will return for her daily dose of bayside nature tomorrow

My trusty pillow

My trusty pillow

There for me

When I am weary

Induces sleep quickly

Supports me while dreaming 

Helps me wake up fresh

Witnessing good and bad

Listens to my whispers

Soaks up my sadness tears

Crumpled by laughter 

Guards my secrets

Never complains

Never judges

No gossiping with other pillows

Always there

Waiting patiently

My nocturnal friend

My trusty pillow

Think pink

Pink flowers

Pink champagne

Drink pink

Pink lady

Pink underwear 

Tickled pink

Perfectly pink

Blink pink

Pink flamingo

Pink wings

Pink pony

Pink up

Pink paradise

Pink vibes

Pink season

Pink dreams

Wear pink

Pink bling

Pink attitude

Pink emotions

Pink talk

Pink whispers

Pink pillows

Pink Sheets

Pink music

Pretty pink

Pink style

Pink dress

Pink lips

Hot pink

Pink heart

Pink kisses

Pink love

Pink prose

Pink dipped

Pink immersed

Pink avalanche

Pink explosion

Pink everything

Think pink

Pink pink

Dream big, dream often but never stop dreaming

They say all things come to those who wait

Well that is certainly true if you are just waiting around to die

Who wants to wait forever to make your dreams come true

Make your five year plan and set some intermediate goals

Spend time every day working on some of the goals

Update your five year plan at least annually

Set time aside every day to reflect on your achievements

Enjoy where you are now and reward yourself with some daily me time

Forgive yourself for all your mistakes and missed opportunities

Keep your eyes and your heart wide open for new opportunities

Dream big, dream often but never stop dreaming

Do not be afraid to tear up your five year plan and make a new one

Great things come to those who steadily work towards making it happen

Riding adventure Part 4

John Cavendish was driving to town

he worked for the owner of a large estate

he enjoyed the hour long journey along isolated roads

he sang to himself to pass the time away

as he rounded a bend he saw a huge stag in the road ahead

he slowed down expecting the big beast to run away

but the stag stood his ground

john stopped a few feet from the massive creature

he noticed something white on his antlers

John stepped out of his Land Rover to take a closer look

the stag lowered his head offering John the handkerchief

he quickly untied it and read the note inside

I fell from my horse and injured my ankle

my horse did not survive the fall

I am three miles west of the road to Larog

half a mile north of the river Coyne

it was signed and dated by Heather McDonnell

John knew he had to act fast

if he drove to town to raise the alarm

it would be too dark for a rescue team to find her

the stag ran away while John was reading the note

it was summer and the river was running low

John figured he could drive off-road next to the river bed

he drove as fast as he could along the rocky path

after a few miles he saw the Stag up ahead

he knew this was the place to head north on foot

he found Heather asleep next to her fallen horse

she was strangely calm when he woke her

he picked her up and carried her 

she wrapped her arms around his neck

whispering into his ear 

please tell nobody about the stag