Back in the saddle!

After the successes of mountain climbing at the weekend I'm back into cycling to work. And it feels great. Going slowly and steadily at the moment but hopefully we'll be out on training runs again soon.

Funny how this has become so important to me. I feel I have some of my identity back now I can cycle again. And with the new school term starting driving has been a nightmare - I'd much rather be speeding along on my bike than sat in traffic!

I have a new day-glo waterproof jacket too. This is great for visibility and is, in my opinion, a fairly sporty-looking thing (rather than the nerdy day-glo work jackets you can get). I found a down side today though when I went to put the recycling out before heading off to work. The next door neighbour thought I was the bin man!!! Still - gave Sally a laugh.

Music: A month's worth of new stuff

It's been a good month for music. Sally and I are booked in to see Martyn Joseph and KT Tunstall in the coming months, plus, there was a new Athlete album out that I splashed out on. Thoughts below:

Drastic Fantsatic - KT Tunstall

The catchiest of the new albums, very easy to get into. KT is a good songwriter, a very accomplished musican and singer, and she's intelligent too. We very much liked the first album and this one didn't disappoint as a follow up.

The songs are a variety of styles, there's folk, rock and roll, ballads, pop, even a hint of Latin American.

It's a great album, but I don't think it will quite have the lasting appeal of "Through the Telescope". Enjoying it for the moment though.

Vegas - Martyn Joseph

This is the album about which I'd like to say the most. I became a fan of MJ quite recently (probably after the Bush Hall gig...3 yeas ago?) and missed out on a lot of his older stuff. But he is one of my favourite musicians.

For those that don't know, he's a Welsh folk-rocker who writes about stuff that he really cares about and sings and plays with an enormous amount of passion.

This record is a bit different to some of his other stuff. MJ himself says something like "it might even make you smile". And that's true - there's a tribute to Elvis and some other nice moments, but he remains gritty, slightly angry, political, and, occasionally melancholy.

I must confess that after a few listens I'm feeling like the album doesn't have much new - it feels like a union of the last two ("Whoever it was that brought me here..." and "Deep Blue").

Song-wise examples:

• Vegas is a catchy tribute with an easy chorus, in much the same way as "This Being Woman";
• "Weight of the World" is a bit like "This Fragile World";
• "Nobody Loves You Anymore" is reminiscent of "Six Sixty Six" (though I'll avoid comparisons of George Bush and the Devil - that would be going too far);
• "The Fading of Light" seems to be an updated "Yet Still This Will Not Be";
• and "The things that we have carried here" is like "Whoever it was that brought me here..." in more than just the length of the song name.

But that shouldn't detract from the quality of this album. MJ's consistently good songwriting hasn't gone away. His percussive accoustic guitar playing makes sounds like a single instrument shouldn't. His intricate fingerstyle is beautiful as ever. And his vocals, though mostly lacking range of pitch, vary from the haunting whispers of "Kindness" to the angry growls of "Nobody Loves You Any More" .The little flourishes of percussion, harmonica, woodwind, strings, piano, even an electric guitar or two (!) add depth and interest without detracting from the key elements of MJ's voice and guitar.

I DO like this album. A lot. I will play it over and over. And the gig in November will be one of the highlights of my year. But I'd like to see him writing about something a bit different next time...perhaps a few elections, on both sides of the pond, will make for some more variety in the next album.

Beyond the Neighbourhood - Athlete

And the album I'll say the least about. Certainly the most difficult to get into!

Athlete's first album was a catchy, pop-rock record. The second, Wires, was more downbeat, but more mature. I still haven't quite got to grips with all of it but the music is excellent and it was worth spending time having it grow on me - there's some cracking songs on there. I suspect this third album is like the second. It's in the shadow of two much more easily accessible albums at the moment, but I will persevere.

Musically it sounds rich and intricate and I suspect there's some awesome songs on there - I've just not found them yet...or they've not found me.

Maybe more notes required in a few weeks.

Exchange!!!

So after a long and complicated couple of days, which I won't go into the details of here, we finally exchanged contracts on the house and will complete on Friday! Wow. We will own 5% of a house (and be borrowing the rest from the bank).

After weeks of not very much happening this is quite a sudden thing, but we're very excited.

Time to pack some boxes, book a van, phone BT, arrange broadband, move utilities, set up redirection, pack some more boxes, hand in notice on the rented house, and a thousand and one other things...none of which involve writing this blog!

Yay!

Conquering the Glyders

I have now climbed three mountains!

What a weekend. We've had this trip to Snowdonia planned for ages. My sister and her boyfriend invited us to climb Snowdon the hard way (via Crib Goch) months ago and this weekend, it finally came about.

Despite the forward planning, for Sally and I it was all a bit last minute. My "post-viral fatigue" had raised questions about whether or not we would go away, let alone climb a mountain, but we decided that we would at least get out of town and spend a few nights in the company of good friends in a beautiful place.

In the event, we DID attempt to climb Snowdon. We set out on Friday morning with the aim of following the Crib-Goch-scrambling party to the start of the difficult bit, and then following an easier track (the Pyg Track) from there on our own steam.

I quite quickly gave up and didn't make it far past the point at which we split up. My legs got really tired and I just didn't feel like I'd make it very far.



However, on Saturday I tried again - the party headed out to climb Glyder Fach and Glyder Fawr - the other side of the valley from Snowdon, and I went with them with the intention of going as far as I felt comfortable. With a bit of encouragement from the others I kept on going and did a whole 7 hours walk, climbing a total of 800m over a distance of about 10km. Not bad for an invalid - climbing something higher than Scafell.



It was a good scramble. We headed up into mist at first and the unclear footpath we were trying to follow lead to some difficult, if unexposed, scrambling. However, the mist cleared once we got to the second peak and we were rewarded with some awesome views of Snowdon and

I WAS shattered today though and the drive back was very hard work.

My health is an odd thing. It feels like Friday's aborted attempt at Snowdon kickstarted my body a bit - made it realise that, at some point, it would have to stop moping around and get on and do some physical work. I'm also not sure how much of what I'm going through is psychological and how much is really physical.

Anyway, health issues aside, I've had a cracking weekend. Snowdonia is beautiful, the hostel was comfortable and the food good, we had lots of fun, and there was a bit of me that looked up at Crib Goch and REALLY wanted to climb it.

There's something in us that wants to explore, to experience danger, to go to the difficult place. We'll definitely be back at some point!

Still not right!!!

It's been nearly a month now since I was up all night being sick...the "flu-like virus" has mostly gone away but, as anyone who's been watching my Facebook status will tell you, I still have the odd bad day. Tonight has been a particularly bad evening with me collapsing in bed and feeling like I'm right back at square one.

The doctor doesn't seem surprised and a little bit of web research (dangerous as you could probably self-diagnose pretty much anything) shows that "post viral fatigue" is not uncommon and can last a long time.

But it's very frustrating. I've been surprised at how much my life is defined by physical activity. I miss my cycling and I'm unable to do much that's strenuous at all. I tried cycling yesterday, about 4 miles worth at a very slow pace. Perhaps that what's killed me off this evening?

It's stressing me out a bit as we're buying the house...probably real soon now...and I won't be up to much packing and cleaning and shifting big boxes around. Plus, I don't know what the future holds - I guess I'll slowly recover but if there is something more long-term wrong with me, is taking on a mortgage such a good thing?

Only time will tell I guess. In the meantime we press on with our plans in faith that God will stop us if we're doing the wrong thing.