A Winter Fairytale

The weather forecast was perfect. The wind direction was perfect, leading the kite directly over a remote and elusive target. The wind forecast was beyond perfect – so much we packed the Royal 69 sled, as there were threats of gusts over 60 km/h. But alas, the meteorologists screwed us yet again. The wind never … Read more

Over the Shores of Lougeon

“Then the mountains rise again, in the country of the Iapodes, and are called Albian. In like manner, also, there is a pass which leads over Ocra from Tergeste, a Carnic village, to a marsh called Lougeon. Near Nauportus there is a river, the Corcoras, which receives the cargoes. Now this river empties into the … Read more