It's Tuesday, it's another early morning bike ride

 Up well before the sun at around six this morning for an early morning bike ride

setting off in the almost dark, and glad of my second higher power headlamp for the first half of the ride, dodging bin trucks and the 0630 bus to the train station in Wangaratta, but very rewarding to see the clouds gradually turn pink as the sun came up.

One advantage of riding before it's fully light is that there are fewer early morning runners and dog walkers on the bike path - one curse is people with ear buds - they simply don't hear you if you ring your bell politely, meaning that I have to bellow 'behind you!' as loudly as I can to attract their attention.

Mind you I always say 'thank you' when they move off the track and always give oncoming runners as smile as well when they move off the centre of the track - after all we're all here on the same planet and we have to try and make this social cohesion thing work.

A little bit slower than last week, but that's because I stopped to talk to a carpenter on the way back to see if he'd be interesting in replacing some rotting weather board on my toolshed.

And then home for a shower and a cup of tea with what would once have been the morning paper, and is now a tablet computer and the Guardian online... 
 

So, Sunday

 Earlier this week, after my early morning bike ride, I went down to Wangaratta to collect a new ink jet printer - our old Epson workforce printer had decided it just wanted to be a scanner a few years ago and J's colour Pixma had decided to die just before Christmas.

As a sensible solution we decided on a new shared colour Epson workforce printer.

So, once home, I started to set it up. This turned out to be more of a trial than I expected. 

For some bizarre reason, if it was connected to wifi, none of our computers could see it, although you could happily email a document to it, and it would print it.

I have no idea why. The work around seems to be to disable wifi on the printer and connect it directly to the back of the router, at which point everything works.

Our ISP recently upgraded our router's operating system to DUMA OS which seems to have various rules segmenting wifi into various virtual networks, and I did wonder if that  was what was getting in the way, but I don't really know.

Life was certainly simpler when you had a single simple flat address space.

So, having got the new printer working, this morning I took our old printers to the e-waste centre, along with an old bread maker, and a pile of odds and ends, dead batteries, the twenty year old halogen bike light I finally took off my bike, and a couple of old media streamers that we don't use now we've invested in a smart tv.

This does leave me with the problem as to what to do with our sixteen year old tv.

One part of me suggests hanging it on the wall in the studio as a run through device of rehearsing presentations, and the other part of me tells me not to be so stupid.

We'll see.

My other Sunday task was a temporary repair of our old weatherboard toolshed.

The structure is sound enough but a couple of planks on one wall where it catches the weather have begun to split and distort, and probably need to be replaced.

Our recent spell of very dry hot weather hasn't helped, with the planks drying out and starting to warp.

It's one of these jobs that a skilled tradesman could probably knock off in a morning, but would take me two or three days and a considerable part of the English lexicon of obscenities to do.

We also need a couple of other little bits of carpentry work done, so rather than have a go myself, I thought it best to do a temporary repair that would last the winter, and if we can't get anyone, I'd have a go myself in the spring.

So up and down ladders I moved the distorted planks back into place as well as I could, and pinned them in place with woodscrews. In the process I found the one of the weatherboards was rotting and definitely needed replacing.

This left some quite large gaps, which I filled, along with the cracks, with some window sealant - the stuff they put round frames when you have a new window installed. It's by no means a bit of quality sealing but it should keep the weather out and move with the wood when it starts to rain again.

Like I say, if I end up having to do it myself, it'll probably be spring, and I think my temporary bodge will hold till then.

Up at the Athenaeum, I had a morning's cataloguing  after last week's hiatus, which was fun.

Among other things, I turned up a sticker on the back of a 1930's crime novel that had been bought in from somewhere else that explicitly mentioned fumigation, which I think neatly closes the circle on hygenic libraries.

The prayerbooks have come back to haunt me, we've decided to add them to the catalogue as historic items because of the graffiti, and we've been donated an English dictionary dating from the late 1800s which seems to have been published by Edward Cole, who was known as a seller of new and second hand books at the end of the nineteenth century.

I've found no evidence at all, but I wonder if the Athenaeum committee were buying their second hand books from Edward Cole.

While we don't have the accession records, we do have some of the late nineteenth century minute books and financial records, and it's just possible that they might record payments to Edward Cole...

 

Another early morning bike ride

 Today was promising to be another hot day, so I was up and off before the sun came up for a ride round my little circuit.

Again I had my lights on, and in the process discovered what the little red led on my front light meant - that the battery was getting low.

I've never been a serious after dark rider, the one time I regularly rode after dark was when we first moved to Canberra, and tried to be both environmental and economical by only having one car between us.

Being Canberra, most of my ride in to work was along unlit and not particularly well maintained bike paths, and when riding after dark it was more a case of needing a heavy duty lamp to see the track and scare wildlife, rather than alert cars and trucks to your existence.

I didn't ride all the time, fortunately the number 217 direct bus (as was) to the CBD used to run past our house, meaning I could wimp out if it was wet, cold, or if it was a day when I needed business attire.

In those days LED lights were not a thing and the best choice for trail riding was a halogen light and you lived with it chewing batteries for breakfast.

In the event my front light dying on me didn't matter, the sun had come up sufficiently by the time my front light gave up the ghost, and anyway,  amazingly the old halogen Cat Eye light that I used when I used to ride home from work in Canberra, and had never got around to taking off my bike, still had some charge left in the battery despite not having been used for nearly twenty years.

However, I had an excellent ride, shaving five minutes off my recent average, swooshing along under trees and being rewarded with a wonderful orange red sunrise.

Everything was dry as the proverbial dead dingo, and later, I went down to OfficeWorks in Wangarratta to collect a new printer I was amazed just how dry, tawny dry, everything was. Not a spot of green to be seen.

It's obvious why we've been having continual fire ban warnings, one spark and these paddocks would catch light.

Basically, we need a day or two of soaking rain...

No cataloguing this week

 Well, this week I didn't go the Athenaeum to catalogue some more of the books, instead I did something much less interesting, I spent the day in Albury for a dental checkup and my annual-ish eye test.

All good, but fairly tedious, with the eye test seeming to take forever.

Earlier on this week, before it turned stinking hot again, I managed an early morning bike ride.

Otherwise the weather's been against me. While we havn't had the forty plus days of the previous week, most afternoons have been in the mid thirties, too hot to do any serious gardening.

We had been promised rain this weekend, but in the end, all we got was a pathetic dribble. Even some of the fairly indestructible plants in the garden are  beginning to look stressed - hopefully we might get some real rain later this week.

But it's been a strange summer.

The pomegranate bush we have on the back deck has only just deigned to flower

and the ginger plants which I grow principally for their foliage (we're too far south for them to flower) have only just started producing leaves after spending most of the summer sulking in their pots.

Elsewise, I blogged about Aubrey Herbert, the Englishman who might have become King of Albania in the run up to world war one, and ruminated about the role of data storage in digital sovereignty.

Otherwise, I've basically been fiddling about and getting on with life...

Bike ride this morning

 And this morning I finally got a bike ride after the heatwave hiatus.

Nothing special, just my usual route down Bridge Road to Mellish street, and then along the bike path to Alma Road as far as Kibell Lane and then doubling back via Balaclava Road and home..

It was a bit warmer than yesterday, just over 10C when I set out a little before sunrise (the first time this year I've had to use lights on my bike).

Pleasant ride with a large pale almost full moon in the purplish dawn light - strange to think we're almost half way to the equinox already...

Socks and hoodie

 

a pair of Roman socks from Egypt - David Jackson, CC BY-SA 2.0 UK vis Wikimedia commons

Last week we had a run of 40C plus days.

Today, I'm sitting typing this wearing socks and a hoodie (and pants, I hasten to add), and we have the heating on - it was a tropical 7C this morning when we woke up, and the cats have remained welded to the sofa all morning, refusing to put a paw outside...

Heat and cataloguing

 

We have had a week of debilitating heat - over 40C most afternoons. Not pleasant at all.

I decided to let our lawn tough it out and only watered the plants in pots and those in a couple of beds that we had planted with heritage plants and paid real money for. This of course has encouraged the weeds, so I reckon, now the heat's broken, I'm going to have a relatively full dance card weeding for the next few days.

Still we managed quite well. 

Until yesterday, the power had stayed on, without even a blip.

However, yesterday the power blipped but came back in the morning, but the evening was a different story.

We had finished dinner, and being Saturday night, had settled down with an extra glass of wine to watch a show about property conservation at the English National Trust. Completely geeky, but I admit that I am hopelessly addicted to the show.

And then the power went out.

It was still hot - over 30C outside, so we swung into action, breaking out our LED storm lanterns, and basically following our plan for dealing with power outages.

We'd eaten, so that wasn't a problem. 

As is usually the case we had a couple of unhelpful canned messages from Ausnet, saying they'd detected a problem, so we broke out our emergency radio to listen to the news headlines at nine pm, to see if it was just the town or half the state.

Our local ABC station turned out to be broadcasting the women's tennis final from the Australian Open in Melbourne. Nine pm came and went and no local news or emergency updates, just grunts and thwacks from the tennis.

We decided that since they hadn't bothered interrupting the tennis, nothing serious had happened, and most likely it was damage to the power line feeding Beechworth - there are times when it seems we're connected to the grid by a piece of wet string.

So we sat and read for a bit before going to bed.

The power came back shortly before one in the morning, and unusually, the tv came back on and annoyed the cats who were peacefully sleeping on the sofa by showing some German language aga saga - the perils of watching SBS I suppose.

This morning it's a lot cooler and we've had some rain.

Unfortunately no more rain is forecast for the rest of the week, and the daytime temperatures look to be over 30C some days, but at least the temperatures round about dawn look to be cool enough to let me get an early morning bike ride in.

Last week it was too hot, even in the early morning, to get a bike ride in and basically I did very little but read. I did do a bit of blogging about bicycle infantry, and a bit of work chasing down Palmerston railway station on the old Bright Railway line. Unusually it turned out not to have a Wikipedia stub so I had a go at writing one.

I havn't written anything for Wikipedia for over twenty years, so needless to say the whole procedure was completely different from what I remembered, with a little bit more in the way of a formal review process, not to mention that the editing tools were very different, but I put something together based loosely on my blog post and submitted it for review.

I did manage a hot sweaty morning up at the Athenaeum cataloguing the books. No spectacular finds and I havn't got to the bottom of exactly what was the intent behind Indian and Colonial editions, but I'm making  progress with nearly ten percent of the collection catalogued, or more accurately what we think is ten percent, the last catalogue spreadsheet from sometime in the early 2000's has problems with duplications and missing entries, but I'm kind of assuming the duplications cancel out the missing entries...