We winter together, illustrated
At the Winter Bike Congress in Calgary earlier this month, I said, in a convoluted manner that took six minutes and 40 seconds... I said, in 20 slides some of which were painful to relive, some nostalgic...I said, in words I tried to get right for the one shot I had in front of some of the very people who I most wanted to say the word to...I said: thanks.
Here's my Pecha Kucha called We Winter Together.
This was me. Making a heartfelt point about Russia at last year's Pecha Kucha night in Moscow.
I fell in with a stellar band of winter bike riders and storytellers that night.
It would take me another month, though, to fully appreciate what I was doing in this picture.
I mean, look!
I was lifting my left arm.
This was a month later.
This was my left arm.
My shoulder was fractured and dislocated.
I fell off my bike.
Like Caesar, I did not beware the ice of March.
But I was aware of how beautiful the ride was on the decline before the fall!
Look! The riverbank trees were poking ou…
Here's my Pecha Kucha called We Winter Together.
This was me. Making a heartfelt point about Russia at last year's Pecha Kucha night in Moscow.
I fell in with a stellar band of winter bike riders and storytellers that night.
It would take me another month, though, to fully appreciate what I was doing in this picture.
I mean, look!
I was lifting my left arm.
This was a month later.
This was my left arm.
My shoulder was fractured and dislocated.
I fell off my bike.
Like Caesar, I did not beware the ice of March.
But I was aware of how beautiful the ride was on the decline before the fall!
Look! The riverbank trees were poking ou…