Eros & Thanatos. #flatfrogs
Going back home, saying hello to lost cows.
It’s incredible how fast bike performances are coming back, even after six months of winter during which I switched to walking. Bike-to-work today was sweaty and hard, but very manageable. And I found a new path in the green hills of Fribourg with more cows than ever.
The Sun is now out for three consecutive days, and so are flies, noisy children and farmers clogging the roads on their tractors. Three reasons to spend more time at an average 20 kph, away from the pesky humans (at least three persons tried to talk to me today, that was very disturbing).
STOP (VANDALIZING STREET SIGNS)
[Barry] c’est une blonde…
Walking to work (2016-04-27)
One argument about cryptocreatures or aliens’ improbable existence on earth is that no one, for the moment, is able to bring a nice clean photographic evidence, especially today with the availability of digital cameras and smartphones [cue The X-Files Theme].
But look at that. This is a fox. I kid you not. A very nice fox. It was maybe ten yards, three meters from me, lurking in the nearby field, hoping to be very invisible from that strange human on the road and keeping quiet.
You have to understand that when I’m walking at night, in order to not be hit by a drunken driver on the narrow, agricultural roads I’m using to go home or to work, I’m very visible. And by very visible, I’m meaning “lighthouse wearing a hi-viz jacket while shooting fireworks” visible. I have reflective stripes on my clothes, a very powerful red light on my backpack and a fucking 350+ lumens headlamp. And you can see on the last picture that the light was powerful enough to see the colour of the grass.
So, this is what a picture of a nearby fox in the night, illuminated by a powerful flashlight and taken by “one of the best cameraphone on the market” (Sony words, certainly not mine) looks like.
Walking in the woods, meeting new friends #cowaii
in the miewdow
Walking to work (2016-04-25)