There is extreme beauty in emptiness.
On the Pennine Way, England, 1984
| Oct. 2001---I've recently stumbled upon a few slides of mine from my rambles in the mid-eighties, and before they get lost and fade away, I figure I'll show a few. Though I have many more, I'll hopefully add on as I find that niche of time to do so. |
| In 1984, I left my engineering job to ramble about
Europe. The first three months found me walking south in
England to north in Scotland, of which I covered a few
hundred miles, and the remaining months of my eight-plus
months found me knocking around by thumb, train, and
ferry, more of the British Isles, along with Switzerland,
Greece, Norway, and a hair of Italy and France. In early1985,after a short stint back in the U.S. at the 'old' job, I ventured back to Europe with the bike. Fueled by chocolate and cookies, and riding my brother-built wheels, I covered much ground in the following fifteen-plus months with a six month stint in Grindelwald, Switzerland (to get me through the winter months). I did work (legally) four months at a photo shop (Photo Suisse) in town. Of the fifteen thousand miles (with that large margin of error), I extensively covered England, Scotland, Wales, both Irelands, along with Germany, Switzerland, Belgium, Denmark, Sweden, a lot of Norway, and a sliver of Finland (Lapland). I went as far north on the Continent as I could by bicycle (Nordkapp... North Cape). There were a couple other small countries that I passed through, such as, I think, Luxemborg... I'd have to dig into my archives to replace those lost memories. Anway, here is a superficially made site... |
