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Jan. 28th, 2006
Abandoned Fossil Car Stuff...
Jan. 28th, 2006 05:09 pmHere: Horfield 2006 (and one of the centre of brizzy at the moment).
I'm dead pleased with the new camera - the light was very wintery today - very white and bright, no warmth to it. Very clean. Anyway, I took the camera and myself down to the Horfield Regeneration Project and spent a couple of hours freezing myself to death. It's peaked at 5 degrees C, and considering there was still a good thick layer of ice on the ground - and I didn't have my gloves on (in aid of being able to work the camera) I got really quite cold.
So anyway, there's the photos.
I've been very good today too; I went to the supermarket and stocked up on veggies again; and fruit; mmyum. And then I got back and despite the fact it was fracking cold I changed the faulty shocker (now at a level of ineffectiveness rivaling most politicians) and put the new drum on - but I think I also need to adjust the handbrake cable.
There was quite a bit of swearing involved - the cutesy bit in the manual about undoing bolts and removing neglected the bit where I ended up cutting through the shock-absorber to split it enough that I could get the damn thing off the shaft. By this time I was *cold*. Not 'a little bit cold' but cold to the point where I could touch the cold bits of myself and think my hands were warm.
Shortly after this, after lying on the floor at probably around 3 degree C for about an hour I started to shiver, but handily I'd finished. I even topped up (read: refilled from nearly empty) the diff. As I was laying there, face in the gravel I found something funky though. I've got a little fossil - it looks a bit like a chunk of an Ammonite - I thought I'd dropped it back in the chunky gravel but fortunately managed to find it again. It's not like a big bit, nor is it terribly well preserved, but it's funky none the less and now adorns the top of my monitor - along with much else in the way of crap.
Anyway, having warmed up (several hours in front of a fan heater, multiple super-huge-mugs cups of tea) I'm now ready to celebrate my housemates birthyday.
As promised, here's a quick shot of the picture that Rachel painted for me...
I found the wood I wanted to find, I hope I've got enough - I think I have - so when it's dried out fairly thoroughly I'll start cutting it up to make the frame.
I'm dead pleased with the new camera - the light was very wintery today - very white and bright, no warmth to it. Very clean. Anyway, I took the camera and myself down to the Horfield Regeneration Project and spent a couple of hours freezing myself to death. It's peaked at 5 degrees C, and considering there was still a good thick layer of ice on the ground - and I didn't have my gloves on (in aid of being able to work the camera) I got really quite cold.
So anyway, there's the photos.
I've been very good today too; I went to the supermarket and stocked up on veggies again; and fruit; mmyum. And then I got back and despite the fact it was fracking cold I changed the faulty shocker (now at a level of ineffectiveness rivaling most politicians) and put the new drum on - but I think I also need to adjust the handbrake cable.
There was quite a bit of swearing involved - the cutesy bit in the manual about undoing bolts and removing neglected the bit where I ended up cutting through the shock-absorber to split it enough that I could get the damn thing off the shaft. By this time I was *cold*. Not 'a little bit cold' but cold to the point where I could touch the cold bits of myself and think my hands were warm.
Shortly after this, after lying on the floor at probably around 3 degree C for about an hour I started to shiver, but handily I'd finished. I even topped up (read: refilled from nearly empty) the diff. As I was laying there, face in the gravel I found something funky though. I've got a little fossil - it looks a bit like a chunk of an Ammonite - I thought I'd dropped it back in the chunky gravel but fortunately managed to find it again. It's not like a big bit, nor is it terribly well preserved, but it's funky none the less and now adorns the top of my monitor - along with much else in the way of crap.
Anyway, having warmed up (several hours in front of a fan heater, multiple super-huge-mugs cups of tea) I'm now ready to celebrate my housemates birthyday.
As promised, here's a quick shot of the picture that Rachel painted for me...
I found the wood I wanted to find, I hope I've got enough - I think I have - so when it's dried out fairly thoroughly I'll start cutting it up to make the frame.
