take a wlk on the wilde side

so I sat on my chair and thought, mostly nothing came into my brain, and No! I have not written more often, evne though i am now trying to tickle the keyboards to invoke something out of the realms of my mind.

So once again for a moment I feel sad.. But not in a bad way, in way that accepts that I will walk alone like the stragner in  strange land ;-) there the melodrama is done for today.

I was reading Koos Kombuis's blog this morning, terribly insightful, but saddening for to many reasons to mention, a few simple ones being that I am not there to share that metamorphosis. But I am here undergoing another metamorphosis, from an idealistic fly~fisherman into someone who would fling a dead fish into the sea hoping to catch a living one.. somehow the trade-off is just to crazy, and smelly .. But when the wind blows there is not a lot more I can do in terms of fishing.  It is a strange land I live in now, a day filled with a strange sense of acceptance and a life elsewhere.

The people mill around me, I have little or no relation to in any sense, when the cricket is on I am not sure who to support? But that is life.. strange times for strange people.

I went to a meeting at my fly fishing club last night where there was a Very heated debate about the future of water in the small coastal hamlet/town that the club can be found in. What is strange is the immense amount of debate and discussion and process that is involved in this community and its debate about water security and the impact on people, the Iwi and effectively their sense of place argument, the existence of the river fauna and the fly fishermen and the future and population growth. It is a crazy place this place full of hobits, humans and halflings. Somehow I had things to offer in terms of discussion but was not actually sure that any of this had any relevance or reference. It is a strange thing sitting within  a cocoon of difference, note not! indifference.

So I question, where we will be in 2, 5, 10 years from now? I question this not only from my perspective or my immediate surrounds, my lost friends, my distant friends, AfriKa, the human race and the planet lastly.

Disturbia, the brain twists and forms twine

we thread beads of life on the threads created within our brains,
shinny, dull and bold
we watch as the rays of sun shine through, reflect and transmit the essence around us

and after a days Hiatus I will complete this post, based in part on a blog I read today, this is a fascinating blog, not because it is good or bad, btw it is not to bad ;-) But mroe importantly because in between all of the things this young lady blogs abouts and blogs about tweets and and social media and things.. There was an interesting article about her ideas being an immigrant and about meeting people and generally interesting things from her, But key to all of this was what lead me to this was the article she wrote about what Stephen Fry tweeted about regarding the poor Kiwi bandwidth. This was all over the news in Kiwilandia.

One of the key issues Marian wrote about was also regarding twitter and media and and, which is rather interesting to me, with my nominal interest in the interwebs and what goes on, in them.

So what else did it guide me to thinking? It is interesting what people write about on their blogs, he says in abject introspection ;-)

But it is interesting and what it pointed out is how to make a blog more readable and most probably read by more people, stay away from the morose I asume:-/ Damn that is going to be hard, Talk about the Books you have read ... mm i read to slowly.. or not that I read so slowly but that i read fast but for very limited time periods:-)

Well let me try.. No not Today.

On other fronts .. What si that i want to achieve over the next couple of weeks  let alone worrying about to much beyond that:-)

I suppose i need to land a trout from the hutt valley again, especially on the evening rise, that has been tormenting me .. I now need to land a moki after hooking and losing one at Orongorongo.

I am undecided about what to take more photos off.... there are just to many already on my flickr profile...  But I suppose it is a compulsion to keep taking photos.. Not much I can do about that.

I received a map from a cycle shop in wellington which BTW gave me fantastic service at a reasonable price (the bike barn.. just down the drag from courtney place).. would recommend them, not like some of the other PATHETIC and OVERPRICED cycle shops in Wellington. Oh yes, this is a map of all the cycle routes inside the greater wellington metro, yes I know about tracks.org.nz and all the others, but this is real neat and it has shown me a couple new routes that i can try for my cycle home.. I found one more hill to try on my route home that I had imagined would be do~able .. now i found the semblance of a route through that part of newlands through grenada to takapu road.. yet to the bulk of you.. I am sure that is OMG WTF are you going on about ... But it is what i do .. I MTB for the fun of it all around wellington and its surrounds ..

And then a strange thing on the train today, I walked to the station today, like I do at least once a week (and don't cycle).. yes it is a fair walk about 45 min at a brisk walk/jog.. And one of my "train friends" asked me why i do that.. and i replied to get fit and she then said .. but you have been doing this for a while .. are you not fit yet ;-) Well i suppose i am .. Just want to get fitter and tackle some real long scenic rides around wellington .. and A LOT of them involve walking with your bike for a piece/part of the journey .. yes walking your bike is sometimes easier .. unless it is a near vertical pathway ..

oh well that is enough for now ..
So from now one there will be more irrelevance inside the relevance that i glean off the interblades and webs..

changing and keeping the good

I know this is getting repetitive .. but this is the way things roll here ..

I was thinking a little more about changing and wracking my brain about how why what when how.. But of course I try not to detract from living.

I suppose we cannot change everything we have got as it is a function of that which we are, in a factor equivalent phylogentic inertia .. just got to love that..

But I decided that there are things i wont change, I like fishing.. no actually I love it.. I like cycling .. i was born on a bicycle .. and and and
But it often seems like we do things and we forget why we are doing them, the cycling is a good example.. I love cycling, but I was cycling in a way that I did not enjoy it.. I was trying to get fitter faster and all .. but that is not why i cycle .. i cycle because I enjoy it .. and that has its own benefits ..

I like fishing  more than I like catching fish.. a strange thing, but the silence the nothing is meditative .. Dont get me wrong.. catching is also good..
I realised this after watching a video blog of a crazy bunch of slavic dry fly fishermen .. and one of their video blogs in specific.... the one about the Mayfly god .. It cemented what i like about fishing, the outdoors, the exitement.. the ambiance .. I eventually understand the hip flash and tweed brigade ... It is not the fishing.. it is creating the image and living the image ..
Yes there is the aspect of actually catching fish .. but this is not about that only ..
and the people you meet while you are doing it..
But .. something else.. this is not all :-)
The sounds of water, walking through water, the river running past the sound of rising trout, crashing waves, lapping water all ads to the mystique 

And taking pictures..
I stopped enjoying this for a short while, but then over the last week i took about 1200 photos and amazingly i was happy with more than 200-300 of them..
but i still sometimes question what to do with them :-) we will have to wait and see ..

I think we think to much and do to little and focus on the things that dont matter and think about the things that do matter and in the end dont do to much of either and live within a hamster cycle of churning round and round and going nowhere till our legs are to tired to run on the wheel and we retire to the couch...

Btw another thing I have forgotten that I really love in all of this is foreign language movies.. and yes i sometimes question if they are all that good, but somehow being exposed to a form of expression that is so dissimilar to ours as possible both in language, ethics, metaphor and idiom.

And the other thing I really do like is watching movie trailers .. they tend to encapsulate the entire movie in a moment.. yes sometimes the length of the movie is required,,, but at other times they actually tell you the entire story in a trailer .. and it is Fantastic .. especially short feel good movie trailers .. no tedium.. just the feel good punchline... hey I am a victim of our fastfood!instantgraticationculture that we have been exposed to .. where our lives are lived through 144 character length bites .. no not Bytes .. ;-) yes twitter, SMS, facebook status's ..

and I sometimes question what life would be without them ..
At times I want to just unplug .. but strangely it is through these virtual immediate gratification cultural devices that I lead my strangely distant and singular life with its nominal interactions comming through the media which is so different to the life that i wish to lead .. In a sense it displays an extreme sense of anachronism within my personality.. maybe not so much anachronistic but dialectically and bifurcated existence ..

But all I know is the fly that catches the most fish is the one in the water not the one in our imagination .. and our life is the transposition of that which is unreal into the world which is unreal and turning it into a momentary glimpse of an image we have created of how things should be.

enough for now ..