The Richmond Park Vortex (and other tales)
My brother and I went out for a quick blast around Richmond Park on our road bikes this morning. Our first two laps were clockwise, our last anti-clockwise, but no matter which way we rode, it was always into the wind. I pulled alongside Steven on one slow stretch and he turned to me, smiling as his legs churned a heavy gear. "Bloody hell", he shouted across, "it's the Richmond Park Vortex".
Elsewhere, my book proposal is finished, and will go out to publishers soon. All very exciting. SOUTH is rumbling on – lots of excitement, a fair bit of banging-my-head-against-a-wall frustration, and a large shopping list. Typically, I still can't talk about a lot of the really funky stuff yet, but stay tuned…
Last up, it seems Apple co-founder Steve Wozniak is talking about driving to the South Pole in a hydrogen-powered Hummer, co-piloted by Buzz Aldrin (well spotted, Tony). Part of me thinks it sounds like a fun thing to do (after all, Vivian Fuchs and Edmund Hillary crossed Antarctica using tractors in 1957, and as much as I abhor oversized American SUVs, fuel cells are undeniably exciting technology). Part of me, however, wonders if it smacks a little of this.