Bikes, Birds Butties & Boots

Last weekend, after some words of wisdom from my spiritual shaman Rhodri Desmond Cording, I fixed my bike, a vintage Raleigh racer named Nancy (after Nancy from Oliver Twist) .

I took Nancy for a spin from the island to the Knap. As I crossed the old Harbour causeway (see Causeway rocks by Annalise) I stopped to have a look what birds were on the flats, as the tide was out. To my surprise, there was a lone, Little Egret foraging in one of the pools, I hadn't seen one there before.

I cycled down to the Knap sat at the lake and watched the ducks and swans for a bit. Then I sat on the pebble beach and listened to the waves crashing in for a bit.



When I got home, I decided to document the Little Egret sighting using Indian Ink.


















My current listening has included: 

 

Also, the sun coming out has meant I have been flying my kite on the beach and I managed my first triple loop de loop, naturally I rewarded myself with a chip butty (sand optional).

Also, the sun coming out has meant busting out my fave desert boots

Lonesome Trucker #2

Lonesome Trucker #1

 

I've been meaning to get these old issues of my mini-zine Lonesome Trucker online somewhere, if you were lucky enough to own one or all of the three issues you should probably keep them safe as there were only about ten copies of each...