1 December 2026
The long way home
Four hours became seven. Three friends, a ridge nobody had a name for, and the last of the light. No pillar. Just the detour.
Placeholder. A dispatch that sits on no pillar, because some of them will not.
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skate
Wet concrete
Rain stopped at four. The car park at the back of the industrial estate dries first. Film, one roll, mostly blur.
surf
Dawn at the point
Two boards on the roof of a Land Rover that should have been retired a decade ago. Nobody else out. That is the whole report.
cycling / route
The Brat and the bike
A 1986 Subaru with a mountain bike in the bed, a road that stopped being a road, and snow on the tops in what was supposed to be spring.