Showing posts with label growing old. Show all posts
Showing posts with label growing old. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Some anniversaries

This year, two very significant anniversaries will come and pass.

On 11 July, I will close my twentieth year working for the same employer.
I doubt I will be able to work for another employer for so long, even if I started tomorrow.

On 15 August, I will have quit smoking for ten years, after 17.5 pack-years. I discovered the concept of pack years today and made an excel table, because that’s the sort of guy I am.
Nowhere on the internet says anything about what I win for my 17.5 pack years, although I am willing to bet that it includes the words cancer or pulmonary (or both).

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Back to Kato Zakros...

Cast your minds back to 1994 – here’s what I was doing in mid to late August – I was doing a slow and leisurely road trip by KTEL (with JWH) round Crete. It was then that I first heard of the “Gorge of the Dead” above Zakros – 19 years ago, just less than half my life ago. I have been back to Zakros, but with less KTEL timetabling hilarity in 2000, again that “Gorge of the Dead” whispering to me to explore it. Of course in 2000, I also saw the Ha gorge entrance, but this is a whole new chapter, one of the precursor stories to how I ended up becoming a caver.

On the one hand, it’s a pity that it isn't an exact 20 years since I first went to Kato Zakros, on the other, it is a pity that it took me so fucking long to get to the position where I could consider walking the gorge…