The Drum Girl

You have to lift the weight and toss it over a high bar…
Reference my last post: and in case you were wondering, a caber is something like a telegraph pole that you have to pick up, carry and then throw into the air. Not something you should really try at home…
If you have ever wondered how to toss a caber, here’s a man who will show you how to do it.
We went to the Cornhill Highland Games today to watch highland games (tossing the caber, hammer throwing (I think that is what it is called), tug of war and so much more. We were also entertained by the very excellent Portsoy Pipe Band.
Here’s a bit of video showing the games…
A rare appearance on this blog…
We’re firmly back in Scotland!
There’s never an iceberg when you need one!!!
And updated copy of yesterday’s video
Hoda was our guide today as we walked down the Imbros Gorge in Crete. A 8 kilometre hike!
Our stay in Crete at the Vritomaris Naturist Resort is coming to an end. We will miss it!
Road Runner – a new HD video to replace the old one
The Band (revisited) – Road Runner – a higher definition video to replace the old one
Me and my Samson ETM-3C double paddle Morse key have been together rattling out messages in Morse code for over 40 years now. The key has never let me down and we have travelled the world together. I’m pleased to report that both me and the ETM-3C are still going strong with a whole lot more dots and dashes still in us providing our respective batteries don’t conk out. Come in Tokyo!!!
To generate dots and dashes, you have to ‘key’ the two paddles side to side. One paddle generates continuous dots, the other paddle generates continuous dashes and, if you squeeze both paddles together, then a stream of dots followed by dashes will be sent. The trick is to manipulate the paddles in order to build up the Morse code characters.
I will never forget the wonderful people of Liberia and Sierra Leone (previous post) who had to live through the Ebola crisis. Despite the often overwhelming and devastating challenges they faced day after day, it was never difficult to find a smile.
Join me whilst I listen to a talented young man playing the piano in Amsterdam Central Station’s lobby.