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! Loo...