Sunday, December 6
Hot & Bothered about Global Warming?
[WARNING: RANT MODE ON]
Demonstrations on London streets. Nepalese Cabinet meeting on Everest. Global leaders get together for Copenhagen Summit
Spotted the common link yet?
Yep - Global Warming is back on The Agenda.
Again.
Not that it really went away for some. But in the run up to the little get together of powerful people (on expenses) in Copenhagen, a wide variety of PR machines are ramping up to full power to Get Their Voice Heard.
And what voices.
" Together we DEMAND practical action by the UK to prevent global warming rising beyond the 2 degrees C danger threshold"
Stop Climate Chaos Coalition
"..we'll converge with thousands of others from around the world in Copenhagen to RECLAIM power and build a movement for climate JUSTICE"
Camp For Climate Action
My what a truly tolerant bunch. And making use of hard won democratic freedoms to make such autocratic demands.
Now I probably know as much (as little?) as the next person on this particular subject. Or as much as I want to be spoon fed. But it still doesn’t stop the various media outlets force feeding me a continual deluge of conflicting opinions, and occasional fact, in a determined effort to Keep Me Informed
(Whatever happened to News - ah carefree days before Opinion turned up)
So why do I feel that I know less today than ever before? And more frankly - care even less than in the past. Especially as my personal lifestyle interactions (so experts lecture at me) will affect Global Meltdown Really Quite Soon?
Some basic facts:
1. Whatever the climate change I won’t be around to see the result. Most likely neither will my kids. Beyond that time frame, I don't really lie awake worrying to be honest.
Selfish? Nope. Just less relevant than the more immediate pressures of day to day living & making sure the kids grow to adulthood as Good People rather than Bad People.
2. Will the seas boil? Or will the rivers freeze?
No-one seems to agree, apart from a media consensus that Its All Really Quite Terrible. And occasionally someone points out that the Earth's climate has always warmed-up & cooled-down over the millennia. So exactly why is the current situation so different, aside from the guesses at timing?
How do we really know that this wasn't the case in the past? (and just how was temperature & timeline recorded so accurately 20,000 years ago anyway?)
3. Its all my fault
I try to live in a general and considerate harmony with my surroundings (most outdoor enthusiasts tend to) But as one person amongst millions living across many First World Industrialised Nations, where Wealth & Power rules alongside Industrial Processes, well what difference do I really make?
OK. I've heard the argument that it all has to start somewhere; First step of a long journey ….etc.
But frankly…..can I really be arsed whilst I watch the majority of those around me, especially in the pre Xmas consumer insanity, happily drive their personal (eco friendly?) car betwixt a variety of retail outlets. Their insatiable urge to acquire goods that aren't really required, in a never ending and pointless paradox of expanding capitalism.
Consume or Die indeed.
And come the evening. It's time to settle down in the centrally heated hothouse called Home, before the 42" Plasma HD TV, to watch a parade of meaningless drivel (Celebrity Come Dancing Reality X Stars) and maybe order a home delivery of rubber tasting fast food, using one of the several mobile phones owned (and soon to be discarded) over the last couple of years. All without moving from the chair, so saving energy. And all at no socio-economic cost of course.
Do such people care about Global Warming?
Whilst many may earnestly declare they do, it seems to me that very few actually really give a damn when it comes down to downgrading their lifestyle. Drastically. And that is what is required.
Meanwhile any democratic elected Government that attempts to enforce such change would last only a short while before the Simpering Opposition Alternative promises to restore loss of privileges. Plus a bit more.
Ce la vie.
So how many of the "thousands of others from around the world" will be walking or cycling to Copenhagen?
And how many will fly or drive?
Point made?
I've a simpler solution to the perils of Global Warming:
1. Reduce the world's population by at least 40%.
2. Enforce a steep drop in daily living standards firstly amongst the industrialised populations, then the wannabes
3. Ban travel by any means other than self propulsion.
But whatever you happen to decide - just please stop bothering me!
I know why I live the lifestyle in the way that I do. And I believe I'm not so hypocritical as to Demand, Force, or Reclaim anything from anyone, especially where such Demands are so bloody unrealistic as to be pointless. Except for the TV cameras and club-joiners.
So please - sod off and leave me alone Eco-Warrior & Catastrophe Expert.
At least until Copenhagen is over & the media dust once again settles gently back onto tarmac covered ground. And the majority of humankind goes back to its basic nature of Sod tomorrow - what about today?
[WARNING: RANT MODE OFF]
[Apologies to any Hippies that may have tripped across this brief jotting.
Yes I know that you really care; And yes I know that I'm an ignorant, selfish & uncaring bastard with no regard for generations as yet unborn.
But I'm not just one voice. Merely an extremely small cog in a huge and bloody movement called human history. With a tale to tell - The Masses always win, even if some do happen to die along the way]
BBC Glossary: What's it all about?Labels: media
Saturday, December 5
TGO Website - New. Improved. 20% Free.
Don't know if anyone followed the TGO Magazine link on that last posting - but it looks like they've had the decorators in.
A revamped layout and even a RSS feed for lazy sods like me that have largely given up on scurrying around each individual website in which I have an interest.
Then again - perhaps it was just me missing the Makeover Announcement?
Very pretty Cameron.
And a step in the right direction.
Unlike the last Trail Magazine revamp which still feels like it was done by the local school as a community project.
Shudder.
(Edit: the TGO site is marked Beta. Some of the links remain to be sorted & the forum is unavailable - but it seems to have gone live late on Friday; Interesting selection of videos there already!)
Labels: Cameron McNeish, media, TGO Magazine, Trail Magazine
Lake District Weatherline - New telephone number
I've one telephone number stored away on my mobile phone that whilst infrequently used, will never be deleted. When wildcamping high on Lakeland fells part of my evening routine is to call, phone signal permitting, The Lake District Weatherline service.
Over the years I've found the forecasts to be accurate, detailed & (for a solo hillwalker), key when pondering the next day's route.
To go high…..or low?
An important question for a walker travelling with no schedule to keep, other than to see what's beyond the next range of felltops.
But no matter what my intent, realism dictates that I should bend with the weather's vagaries, especially where extreme conditions are forecast.
(Wildcamping - ah so pretty)
Even in less inclement weather the choice between a high ridge walk in dense rain cloud, or a valley meander accompanied by patchy showers, can be the difference between a hard day with little enjoyment or an pleasant day of exploration.
(Wildcamping - ugh not so pretty)
That's even more relevant when high wind speeds are the alternative between safe passage low down or the increased risk of being knocked off my feet when ridging along exposed tops.
So thanks to the latest TGO Magazine for alerting me to the fact that the telephone no. for The Lake District Weatherline has recently changed to 0844 846 2444.
(Being curious, I tried the old number earlier today, only to be met with a recorded message giving a company's name and address details. But not a lot of guidance as to whether it will rain in Keswick tomorrow)
And whilst on the subject of Lakeland weather - fancy a job as a Fell Top Assessor?
"….report on the fell conditions from the summit area of Helvellyn from December through to April. Working seven days on and seven days off, including weekends and bank holidays, you will need to be able to climb from Glenridding to the summit of Helvellyn and back in four hours"
Well that’s probably me out of the running.
Then again the daily commute from the south coast might just get me down in the end.
Wonder whether any of the Assessors have ever thought about just wildcamping for their week in a nearby sheltered spot?
Now there's an idea.
And to get paid for it as well.
HmmmmLabels: Lake District, National Park, nature
Thursday, November 26
Pen-y-Pass Cafe closure
Planning to drop into the Peny Y Pass cafe as part of a forthcoming trip to Snowdonia?
Well don't. It has been shut for refurb & a new tenant.
Coming hot on the heels of that monstrosity on top of Yr Wyddfa closing its doors for the winter that hopefully will result in more route planning to include Pete's Eats in Llanberis.
That's assuming recent reports of financial trouble haven't hit that well liked establishment as well.
Sarnies anyone?
Labels: Wales
Sunday, November 22
Flooding - bring it home
Like you I've heard & seen the news reports about the Cockermouth floods. Whilst there is considerable disruption & damage, there is a niggling temptation to wonder if the press reports have concentrated on the more extreme, TV friendly, areas.
Over on the Mad About Mountains are a range of snaps covering Keswick town centre. And for those that have spent long hours waiting outside Booth's Supermarket for a bus/coach link, or stayed at the YHA - the pictures tell the story with far more personal impact.
A range of scenes from today around Keswick, and yesterday from Latrigg.
Bad. But bearing in mind how things looked like when it was really raining, the situation could have turned out much worse.
A big well done to all the rescue services concerned.
But lets not forget efforts of the MRT whose Basecamp supporter's site updates on Facebook illustrate the long and arduous activity the teams of volunteers, pulled in from many areas, have been involved with over the last few days.
Time for a donation. Or better still join Basecamp?
Labels: Lake District, Mountain Rescue Team MRT BASECAMP, Mountain Rescue Team(MRT)
UK Walking - Take a new look at youself?
So. Back in front of this fag ash littered keyboard. Once more banging down on random keys with a vague hope that something literate, informative, perhaps even entertaining, pops up on your screen to brighten up your day.
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.Labels: walks
Friday, November 20
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Demonstrations on London streets. Nepalese Cabinet meeting on Everest. Global leaders get together for Copenhagen Summit
Spotted the common link yet?
Yep - Global Warming is back on The Agenda.
Again.
Not that it really went away for some. But in the run up to the little get together of powerful people (on expenses) in Copenhagen, a wide variety of PR machines are ramping up to full power to Get Their Voice Heard.
And what voices.
" Together we DEMAND practical action by the UK to prevent global warming rising beyond the 2 degrees C danger threshold"
Stop Climate Chaos Coalition
"..we'll converge with thousands of others from around the world in Copenhagen to RECLAIM power and build a movement for climate JUSTICE"
Camp For Climate Action
My what a truly tolerant bunch. And making use of hard won democratic freedoms to make such autocratic demands.
Now I probably know as much (as little?) as the next person on this particular subject. Or as much as I want to be spoon fed. But it still doesn’t stop the various media outlets force feeding me a continual deluge of conflicting opinions, and occasional fact, in a determined effort to Keep Me Informed
(Whatever happened to News - ah carefree days before Opinion turned up)
So why do I feel that I know less today than ever before? And more frankly - care even less than in the past. Especially as my personal lifestyle interactions (so experts lecture at me) will affect Global Meltdown Really Quite Soon?
Some basic facts:
1. Whatever the climate change I won’t be around to see the result. Most likely neither will my kids. Beyond that time frame, I don't really lie awake worrying to be honest.
Selfish? Nope. Just less relevant than the more immediate pressures of day to day living & making sure the kids grow to adulthood as Good People rather than Bad People.
2. Will the seas boil? Or will the rivers freeze?
No-one seems to agree, apart from a media consensus that Its All Really Quite Terrible. And occasionally someone points out that the Earth's climate has always warmed-up & cooled-down over the millennia. So exactly why is the current situation so different, aside from the guesses at timing?
How do we really know that this wasn't the case in the past? (and just how was temperature & timeline recorded so accurately 20,000 years ago anyway?)
3. Its all my fault
I try to live in a general and considerate harmony with my surroundings (most outdoor enthusiasts tend to) But as one person amongst millions living across many First World Industrialised Nations, where Wealth & Power rules alongside Industrial Processes, well what difference do I really make?
OK. I've heard the argument that it all has to start somewhere; First step of a long journey ….etc.
But frankly…..can I really be arsed whilst I watch the majority of those around me, especially in the pre Xmas consumer insanity, happily drive their personal (eco friendly?) car betwixt a variety of retail outlets. Their insatiable urge to acquire goods that aren't really required, in a never ending and pointless paradox of expanding capitalism.
Consume or Die indeed.
And come the evening. It's time to settle down in the centrally heated hothouse called Home, before the 42" Plasma HD TV, to watch a parade of meaningless drivel (Celebrity Come Dancing Reality X Stars) and maybe order a home delivery of rubber tasting fast food, using one of the several mobile phones owned (and soon to be discarded) over the last couple of years. All without moving from the chair, so saving energy. And all at no socio-economic cost of course.
Do such people care about Global Warming?
Whilst many may earnestly declare they do, it seems to me that very few actually really give a damn when it comes down to downgrading their lifestyle. Drastically. And that is what is required.
Meanwhile any democratic elected Government that attempts to enforce such change would last only a short while before the Simpering Opposition Alternative promises to restore loss of privileges. Plus a bit more.
Ce la vie.
So how many of the "thousands of others from around the world" will be walking or cycling to Copenhagen?
And how many will fly or drive?
Point made?
I've a simpler solution to the perils of Global Warming:
1. Reduce the world's population by at least 40%.
2. Enforce a steep drop in daily living standards firstly amongst the industrialised populations, then the wannabes
3. Ban travel by any means other than self propulsion.
But whatever you happen to decide - just please stop bothering me!
I know why I live the lifestyle in the way that I do. And I believe I'm not so hypocritical as to Demand, Force, or Reclaim anything from anyone, especially where such Demands are so bloody unrealistic as to be pointless. Except for the TV cameras and club-joiners.
So please - sod off and leave me alone Eco-Warrior & Catastrophe Expert.
At least until Copenhagen is over & the media dust once again settles gently back onto tarmac covered ground. And the majority of humankind goes back to its basic nature of Sod tomorrow - what about today?
[WARNING: RANT MODE OFF]
[Apologies to any Hippies that may have tripped across this brief jotting.
Yes I know that you really care; And yes I know that I'm an ignorant, selfish & uncaring bastard with no regard for generations as yet unborn.
But I'm not just one voice. Merely an extremely small cog in a huge and bloody movement called human history. With a tale to tell - The Masses always win, even if some do happen to die along the way]
BBC Glossary: What's it all about?
Labels: media
TGO Website - New. Improved. 20% Free.
Don't know if anyone followed the TGO Magazine link on that last posting - but it looks like they've had the decorators in.
A revamped layout and even a RSS feed for lazy sods like me that have largely given up on scurrying around each individual website in which I have an interest.
Then again - perhaps it was just me missing the Makeover Announcement?
Very pretty Cameron.
And a step in the right direction.
Unlike the last Trail Magazine revamp which still feels like it was done by the local school as a community project.
Shudder.
(Edit: the TGO site is marked Beta. Some of the links remain to be sorted & the forum is unavailable - but it seems to have gone live late on Friday; Interesting selection of videos there already!)
Labels: Cameron McNeish, media, TGO Magazine, Trail Magazine
Lake District Weatherline - New telephone number
I've one telephone number stored away on my mobile phone that whilst infrequently used, will never be deleted. When wildcamping high on Lakeland fells part of my evening routine is to call, phone signal permitting, The Lake District Weatherline service.
Over the years I've found the forecasts to be accurate, detailed & (for a solo hillwalker), key when pondering the next day's route.
To go high…..or low?
An important question for a walker travelling with no schedule to keep, other than to see what's beyond the next range of felltops.
But no matter what my intent, realism dictates that I should bend with the weather's vagaries, especially where extreme conditions are forecast.
(Wildcamping - ah so pretty)
Even in less inclement weather the choice between a high ridge walk in dense rain cloud, or a valley meander accompanied by patchy showers, can be the difference between a hard day with little enjoyment or an pleasant day of exploration.
(Wildcamping - ugh not so pretty)
That's even more relevant when high wind speeds are the alternative between safe passage low down or the increased risk of being knocked off my feet when ridging along exposed tops.
So thanks to the latest TGO Magazine for alerting me to the fact that the telephone no. for The Lake District Weatherline has recently changed to 0844 846 2444.
(Being curious, I tried the old number earlier today, only to be met with a recorded message giving a company's name and address details. But not a lot of guidance as to whether it will rain in Keswick tomorrow)
And whilst on the subject of Lakeland weather - fancy a job as a Fell Top Assessor?
"….report on the fell conditions from the summit area of Helvellyn from December through to April. Working seven days on and seven days off, including weekends and bank holidays, you will need to be able to climb from Glenridding to the summit of Helvellyn and back in four hours"
Well that’s probably me out of the running.
Then again the daily commute from the south coast might just get me down in the end.
Wonder whether any of the Assessors have ever thought about just wildcamping for their week in a nearby sheltered spot?
Now there's an idea.
And to get paid for it as well.
HmmmmLabels: Lake District, National Park, nature
Thursday, November 26
Pen-y-Pass Cafe closure
Planning to drop into the Peny Y Pass cafe as part of a forthcoming trip to Snowdonia?
Well don't. It has been shut for refurb & a new tenant.
Coming hot on the heels of that monstrosity on top of Yr Wyddfa closing its doors for the winter that hopefully will result in more route planning to include Pete's Eats in Llanberis.
That's assuming recent reports of financial trouble haven't hit that well liked establishment as well.
Sarnies anyone?
Labels: Wales
Sunday, November 22
Flooding - bring it home
Like you I've heard & seen the news reports about the Cockermouth floods. Whilst there is considerable disruption & damage, there is a niggling temptation to wonder if the press reports have concentrated on the more extreme, TV friendly, areas.
Over on the Mad About Mountains are a range of snaps covering Keswick town centre. And for those that have spent long hours waiting outside Booth's Supermarket for a bus/coach link, or stayed at the YHA - the pictures tell the story with far more personal impact.
A range of scenes from today around Keswick, and yesterday from Latrigg.
Bad. But bearing in mind how things looked like when it was really raining, the situation could have turned out much worse.
A big well done to all the rescue services concerned.
But lets not forget efforts of the MRT whose Basecamp supporter's site updates on Facebook illustrate the long and arduous activity the teams of volunteers, pulled in from many areas, have been involved with over the last few days.
Time for a donation. Or better still join Basecamp?
Labels: Lake District, Mountain Rescue Team MRT BASECAMP, Mountain Rescue Team(MRT)
UK Walking - Take a new look at youself?
So. Back in front of this fag ash littered keyboard. Once more banging down on random keys with a vague hope that something literate, informative, perhaps even entertaining, pops up on your screen to brighten up your day.
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.Labels: walks
Friday, November 20
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
A revamped layout and even a RSS feed for lazy sods like me that have largely given up on scurrying around each individual website in which I have an interest.
Then again - perhaps it was just me missing the Makeover Announcement?
Very pretty Cameron.
And a step in the right direction.
Unlike the last Trail Magazine revamp which still feels like it was done by the local school as a community project.
Shudder.
(Edit: the TGO site is marked Beta. Some of the links remain to be sorted & the forum is unavailable - but it seems to have gone live late on Friday; Interesting selection of videos there already!)
Labels: Cameron McNeish, media, TGO Magazine, Trail Magazine
Lake District Weatherline - New telephone number
I've one telephone number stored away on my mobile phone that whilst infrequently used, will never be deleted. When wildcamping high on Lakeland fells part of my evening routine is to call, phone signal permitting, The Lake District Weatherline service.
Over the years I've found the forecasts to be accurate, detailed & (for a solo hillwalker), key when pondering the next day's route.
To go high…..or low?
An important question for a walker travelling with no schedule to keep, other than to see what's beyond the next range of felltops.
But no matter what my intent, realism dictates that I should bend with the weather's vagaries, especially where extreme conditions are forecast.
(Wildcamping - ah so pretty)
Even in less inclement weather the choice between a high ridge walk in dense rain cloud, or a valley meander accompanied by patchy showers, can be the difference between a hard day with little enjoyment or an pleasant day of exploration.
(Wildcamping - ugh not so pretty)
That's even more relevant when high wind speeds are the alternative between safe passage low down or the increased risk of being knocked off my feet when ridging along exposed tops.
So thanks to the latest TGO Magazine for alerting me to the fact that the telephone no. for The Lake District Weatherline has recently changed to 0844 846 2444.
(Being curious, I tried the old number earlier today, only to be met with a recorded message giving a company's name and address details. But not a lot of guidance as to whether it will rain in Keswick tomorrow)
And whilst on the subject of Lakeland weather - fancy a job as a Fell Top Assessor?
"….report on the fell conditions from the summit area of Helvellyn from December through to April. Working seven days on and seven days off, including weekends and bank holidays, you will need to be able to climb from Glenridding to the summit of Helvellyn and back in four hours"
Well that’s probably me out of the running.
Then again the daily commute from the south coast might just get me down in the end.
Wonder whether any of the Assessors have ever thought about just wildcamping for their week in a nearby sheltered spot?
Now there's an idea.
And to get paid for it as well.
HmmmmLabels: Lake District, National Park, nature
Thursday, November 26
Pen-y-Pass Cafe closure
Planning to drop into the Peny Y Pass cafe as part of a forthcoming trip to Snowdonia?
Well don't. It has been shut for refurb & a new tenant.
Coming hot on the heels of that monstrosity on top of Yr Wyddfa closing its doors for the winter that hopefully will result in more route planning to include Pete's Eats in Llanberis.
That's assuming recent reports of financial trouble haven't hit that well liked establishment as well.
Sarnies anyone?
Labels: Wales
Sunday, November 22
Flooding - bring it home
Like you I've heard & seen the news reports about the Cockermouth floods. Whilst there is considerable disruption & damage, there is a niggling temptation to wonder if the press reports have concentrated on the more extreme, TV friendly, areas.
Over on the Mad About Mountains are a range of snaps covering Keswick town centre. And for those that have spent long hours waiting outside Booth's Supermarket for a bus/coach link, or stayed at the YHA - the pictures tell the story with far more personal impact.
A range of scenes from today around Keswick, and yesterday from Latrigg.
Bad. But bearing in mind how things looked like when it was really raining, the situation could have turned out much worse.
A big well done to all the rescue services concerned.
But lets not forget efforts of the MRT whose Basecamp supporter's site updates on Facebook illustrate the long and arduous activity the teams of volunteers, pulled in from many areas, have been involved with over the last few days.
Time for a donation. Or better still join Basecamp?
Labels: Lake District, Mountain Rescue Team MRT BASECAMP, Mountain Rescue Team(MRT)
UK Walking - Take a new look at youself?
So. Back in front of this fag ash littered keyboard. Once more banging down on random keys with a vague hope that something literate, informative, perhaps even entertaining, pops up on your screen to brighten up your day.
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.Labels: walks
Friday, November 20
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Over the years I've found the forecasts to be accurate, detailed & (for a solo hillwalker), key when pondering the next day's route.
To go high…..or low?
An important question for a walker travelling with no schedule to keep, other than to see what's beyond the next range of felltops.
But no matter what my intent, realism dictates that I should bend with the weather's vagaries, especially where extreme conditions are forecast.
(Wildcamping - ah so pretty)Even in less inclement weather the choice between a high ridge walk in dense rain cloud, or a valley meander accompanied by patchy showers, can be the difference between a hard day with little enjoyment or an pleasant day of exploration.
(Wildcamping - ugh not so pretty)That's even more relevant when high wind speeds are the alternative between safe passage low down or the increased risk of being knocked off my feet when ridging along exposed tops.
So thanks to the latest TGO Magazine for alerting me to the fact that the telephone no. for The Lake District Weatherline has recently changed to 0844 846 2444.
(Being curious, I tried the old number earlier today, only to be met with a recorded message giving a company's name and address details. But not a lot of guidance as to whether it will rain in Keswick tomorrow)
And whilst on the subject of Lakeland weather - fancy a job as a Fell Top Assessor?
"….report on the fell conditions from the summit area of Helvellyn from December through to April. Working seven days on and seven days off, including weekends and bank holidays, you will need to be able to climb from Glenridding to the summit of Helvellyn and back in four hours"
Well that’s probably me out of the running.
Then again the daily commute from the south coast might just get me down in the end.
Wonder whether any of the Assessors have ever thought about just wildcamping for their week in a nearby sheltered spot?
Now there's an idea.
And to get paid for it as well.
Hmmmm
Labels: Lake District, National Park, nature
Pen-y-Pass Cafe closure
Planning to drop into the Peny Y Pass cafe as part of a forthcoming trip to Snowdonia?
Well don't. It has been shut for refurb & a new tenant.
Coming hot on the heels of that monstrosity on top of Yr Wyddfa closing its doors for the winter that hopefully will result in more route planning to include Pete's Eats in Llanberis.
That's assuming recent reports of financial trouble haven't hit that well liked establishment as well.
Sarnies anyone?
Labels: Wales
Sunday, November 22
Flooding - bring it home
Like you I've heard & seen the news reports about the Cockermouth floods. Whilst there is considerable disruption & damage, there is a niggling temptation to wonder if the press reports have concentrated on the more extreme, TV friendly, areas.
Over on the Mad About Mountains are a range of snaps covering Keswick town centre. And for those that have spent long hours waiting outside Booth's Supermarket for a bus/coach link, or stayed at the YHA - the pictures tell the story with far more personal impact.
A range of scenes from today around Keswick, and yesterday from Latrigg.
Bad. But bearing in mind how things looked like when it was really raining, the situation could have turned out much worse.
A big well done to all the rescue services concerned.
But lets not forget efforts of the MRT whose Basecamp supporter's site updates on Facebook illustrate the long and arduous activity the teams of volunteers, pulled in from many areas, have been involved with over the last few days.
Time for a donation. Or better still join Basecamp?
Labels: Lake District, Mountain Rescue Team MRT BASECAMP, Mountain Rescue Team(MRT)
UK Walking - Take a new look at youself?
So. Back in front of this fag ash littered keyboard. Once more banging down on random keys with a vague hope that something literate, informative, perhaps even entertaining, pops up on your screen to brighten up your day.
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.Labels: walks
Friday, November 20
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Well don't. It has been shut for refurb & a new tenant.
Coming hot on the heels of that monstrosity on top of Yr Wyddfa closing its doors for the winter that hopefully will result in more route planning to include Pete's Eats in Llanberis.
That's assuming recent reports of financial trouble haven't hit that well liked establishment as well.
Sarnies anyone?
Labels: Wales
Flooding - bring it home
Like you I've heard & seen the news reports about the Cockermouth floods. Whilst there is considerable disruption & damage, there is a niggling temptation to wonder if the press reports have concentrated on the more extreme, TV friendly, areas.
Over on the Mad About Mountains are a range of snaps covering Keswick town centre. And for those that have spent long hours waiting outside Booth's Supermarket for a bus/coach link, or stayed at the YHA - the pictures tell the story with far more personal impact.
A range of scenes from today around Keswick, and yesterday from Latrigg.
Bad. But bearing in mind how things looked like when it was really raining, the situation could have turned out much worse.
A big well done to all the rescue services concerned.
But lets not forget efforts of the MRT whose Basecamp supporter's site updates on Facebook illustrate the long and arduous activity the teams of volunteers, pulled in from many areas, have been involved with over the last few days.
Time for a donation. Or better still join Basecamp?
Labels: Lake District, Mountain Rescue Team MRT BASECAMP, Mountain Rescue Team(MRT)
UK Walking - Take a new look at youself?
So. Back in front of this fag ash littered keyboard. Once more banging down on random keys with a vague hope that something literate, informative, perhaps even entertaining, pops up on your screen to brighten up your day.
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.Labels: walks
Friday, November 20
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Over on the Mad About Mountains are a range of snaps covering Keswick town centre. And for those that have spent long hours waiting outside Booth's Supermarket for a bus/coach link, or stayed at the YHA - the pictures tell the story with far more personal impact.
A range of scenes from today around Keswick, and yesterday from Latrigg.
Bad. But bearing in mind how things looked like when it was really raining, the situation could have turned out much worse.
A big well done to all the rescue services concerned.
But lets not forget efforts of the MRT whose Basecamp supporter's site updates on Facebook illustrate the long and arduous activity the teams of volunteers, pulled in from many areas, have been involved with over the last few days.
Time for a donation. Or better still join Basecamp?
Labels: Lake District, Mountain Rescue Team MRT BASECAMP, Mountain Rescue Team(MRT)
UK Walking - Take a new look at youself?
So. Back in front of this fag ash littered keyboard. Once more banging down on random keys with a vague hope that something literate, informative, perhaps even entertaining, pops up on your screen to brighten up your day.
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.Labels: walks
Friday, November 20
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
Well somebody out there may benefit from my increasingly occasional wittering.
There's not a lot to report from the Great Outdoors at present. Well not as far as this Blogger is concerned.
A recent job role change means I now see far more of the UK during the hours of daylight. Which for one such as myself who hates Autumn's shortening days - well it must be a bonus.
On the down side, any sights I do see are part of a rush from one area of the UK to another. 60-70 hours weeks. Long & frequent hands-free telephone conversations whilst driving. A continual juggling of people, places, and e-mail catch-up 7 days a week. The result? An inevitable disinclination to spend any of my brief free time sat in front of a computer.
I'd hoped the thinking time during long drives would prove productive with article ideas & reflections.
In fact my day to day existence has become such a pressure pot that the 'me' space, source of my creative side, has quietly slipped into dormancy. A reaction to a semi-exhausted body, and a mind full of business matters and related chaff.
A certain lifestyle madness has now slipped into the driving seat. Temporarily.
But I can see the little bugger smirking back at me. And I do know its game, from past encounters.
I have ways to overcome & defeat it, given time.
But for the present I let it steer, awaiting that moment when my internal energies get to grips with the situation and come out kicking and spitting. To strike the interloper in the goolies, and send it packing, bent double and moaning loudly in defeat.
Its not all doom & gloom.
Over the years I've learnt to take the knocks of hard times by keeping an eye out for small benefits along the way.
A short chat about the Wicklow Mountains area with someone who lives on the edge of the National Park, provides personal insight about the Wicklow Way. Later a few minutes of flight wait time at Dublin Airport is used to confirm a direct coach connection from the airport - a trip of around an hour.
With potential for free air travel to Ireland, Powerscourt Waterfall looks a tempting visit.
At another location, the tedium of a long and complex business meeting is lightened by the view of sunset crossing the Cleeve Hill range, an area previously unknown to me. That evening a few minutes on the Internet reveal possibilities for evening sorties in the new year, once the days draw out once again. Once more, any travel costs courtesy of my gadabout wanderings.
Local knowledge, easily provided, is always a useful guide. Even if the people supplying it seem to take their area for granted.
And don’t we all?
With the sea a couple of miles away, a choice of river systems, and the New Forest ten minutes drive, I've been guilty of taking the same approach at times.
I know why that state has come about. But perhaps the saying "Travel broadens the mind" has some unusual spin-offs on this occasion?
True my seemingly constant journeying is reinforcing my long held belief that there is so very much to do outdoors in the UK. Mostly with easy access.
So maybe its time I took a new look at my own back yard once more?
But enough for now. This pesky note, originally a short courtesy jotting on my recent lack of Blogging activity, seems to have once again spawned a life of its own in trying to run off to play with thoughts and words, as the story unrolls.
Time to switch off the monitor; Power down the pc; And pick up a good book to escape into far from electronic temptation, and tired cliché ridden entertainment.
Labels: walks
Freaky Friday
Nothing to do with walking, but lots to do with how we perceive the world around us.
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation hereLabels: media
Watch this clip, concentrating on the GREEN dot in the middle
Motion Induced Blindness - More amazing videos are a click away
Now replay it watching the YELLOW dots.
Weird!
Explanation here and thanks to the Derren Brown Blog for spotting (ahem) it
Explanation here
Labels: media
All site material © John Hee - ask before you snatch
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