When People Stare

I rode my Mountain bike today with a colleague. We rode in the Latina Wilderness and it was sunny, pretty hot, sweaty ….so overall MOST EXCELLENT. After we parted, I had a great downhill from the top of the hills to PCH….great flow, a few banked turns, I was exuberant as one can only be when the read wheel drifts gently out at the apex of a turn and you don’t loose any speed, when it just rolls. Riding a long PCH, I was grinning ear to ear. Riding past Newport Coast, I saw them….a bunch of super exclusive Porsches in the wild.

The super coveted Carrera GT and its successors the 918…sure that one is also coveted, but it is no Carrera GT. But, hey, who am I to complain. I saw them. In fact we had seen them earlier crossing an intersection, when we had a red light and the6 of course had green. So, now, obviously, just like a bunch of other men (interesting, no women were looking at these beauties), I stopped and shot a few pictures.

There’s my baby, a Carrera GT with its raisable/retractable rear wing and the cowlings behind the riders as an homage to proper racing cars from the past.

Staring down towards the furious engine with its two chimney sized exhaust pipes.

Come one, these are beautiful, even if you are not a motorhead, the aesthetics, the lines, beautiful.

So that’s what it did. I stared.

Stay sharp and stare every now and then, when you can actually and believable justify it.

Cheers Markus \m/

I Hate To Brag, But…

….this still works and back in the day, owning one of these and knowing how to program it meant serious bragging right. It meant you were an engineer, even though you were still a wet-behind-the-ears freshman. Probably the most reliable and coveted device HP ever built……

Behold the ever-awesome HP48!!!

Stay sharp and appreciate your old faithful calculators, even though there are sexy smartphones doing almost the thing…

Cheers Markus \m/


Yesterday, we rode our bikes. It was an excellent day to ride – sunny and about 18C. We rode fro our house towards the Santa Ana Bike Trail and rode that one down to Huntington Beach. The Santa Ana Bike Trail is a flood channel, one of these channels made famous by movies such as the motorcycle chase in “Terminator 2” or the beginning scenes from “In Time”.

From Huntington, we rode south along the coast towards Newport with one of the many pelotons that ride the coast highway on weekends. The cities along the coast between Huntington and Camp Pendleton are all pretty posh and Newport in particular has a high density of exotic car dealers. So it was not too surprising when we saw Lamborghini pass us….and then another and then four more and then two more and then five more and then a BMW One series M with a gigantic rear wing and then another handful of Lamborghinis. It was quite a spectacle. I loved it. The cars were ridiculous, with almost comical colour – there we purples, shades of gray angular camouflage, greens, blues, everything but the traditional colours of Italian sports cars of my youth: red or black. So these guys are having a ball, including the gunshots like bangs from misfirings. We were all waiting at a traffic light and everyone was very civilized, when I noticed the exhaust smell. And that’s where my inner conflict started. The Motörhead inside of me loved it – all of it. However, my cyclist-self was less amused. The smell, the stench not funny. But I also felt a little sorry for these guys. There they are with these kick-ass cars, performance out the wazoo, yesterday confined to public roads with traffic light and us fragile bicyclists. I imagine, that it would be so much more fun to race the car around a track balls out, where the driver’s inadequacies would be compensated by large and generous sand or pebble run-outs. The light turned green, these guys accelerated and enjoyed a wrinkle free state of being for a few seconds and then they had to stop again at the next red light, where they kept going straight and we turn towards the bay.

I know pretty unexciting, but I wonder, why on a weekend, they wouldn’t go rent a track and go bonkers – I would.

Stay sharp

Markus \m/

Confused or Christmas Full Throttle

By now you have gathered, that we have landed in Southern California. And we are at the back end of Black Friday, the shopping highlight of the ThanksGiving weekend. This also means we are officially entering the Christmas season and we are on the final stretch for 2018…..a year that I will never forget, it’s been too entertaining. Anyway, Christmas, Full Throttle.

This is the giant Christmas tree in the mall near our house – it is one of the many Christmas decorations set up prominently in the mall’s common spaces. So, yes this sets the mood….Christmas time….yes, yes, yes, I forgot, when you look at this picture and slide into memories from your childhood Christmasses, play the Peanuts Christmas soundtrack in the back of your head. that way your have the full experience. But when you leave the mall, this is what you see.

The sky looks like ocean waves crashing, the sun is out and I haven’t even mentioned the palm trees. But, when you are outside you can sense it is Winter – sans the real chilly cold and the snow. I mean it is nippy when I ride in shorts and a short sleeve jersey on my bike. But that traditional Christmas feeling that I remember from my childhood, will just not surface, yet. Maybe tomorrow after my ride, I will indulge in a hot cocoa and put on Vince Guaraldi (a Peanuts Christmas), that should do it, I suppose.

Stay sharp gang and cheers

Markus \m/

We Went To The Beach

Another weekend almost over. We are still in the exploration mode for our new surroundings. Things at work are great. I learn something new every day and that is very rewarding. But, I will not bore you with what I do. Instead, I will take you with me to the beach. It was very relaxing, a great way for the soul to breathe and put things not perspective.

Entering La Jolla, just north of Torrey Pines and UCSD, looking down Black’s Beach. A The Beach Between Del Mar And La Jolla

We watched these chicklings – I assume there were chicklings of a waterfowls species – running into the water picking food as soon as the water receded from the beach. It was very entertaining watching them as they ran as a flock in synchronized motion with the waters edge back and forth.Huntington Beach, North Of The Pier

We also watched surfers – at another beach. The waves were not really big, but they were quite beautiful to watch. When we got to the beach today, the very first picture I took was that of a man who couln’t care any less about what happened around him. He read a book while sitting all alone in his folding chair. When I saw him, I asked myself, what would get this man out of his zone and I couldn’t come up with anything, except for direct physical contact. And as I edited my pictures, I had this vision, that he would read through the apocalypse, focused on his book oblivious to the fact that he would not be able to finish the chapter.Huntington Beach, Way South Of The Pier

And with that little disturbing thought, I will ask you to stay sharp, do a selfless good deed once a day, everyday.

Cheers Markus \m/

The Big Ocean

I love water – in any condition, as long as it is clean. Last weekend we drove down the coast and the Pacific and I we got re-acquainted. Many years ago, the Pacific and I were great friends. We’d see each other everyday at least once, sometimes more than that. Some days we’d spent all day together and we wouldn’t get tired of one another – man we had fun. Then I had to move away and we saw each other less frequently. Now, I will make an effort to see my old friend more often – to spend more time together.In Carlsbad when I got my feet wet, the ocean came hurtling at me like a big puppy. It came so fast and so strong and then it slobbered all over me.We played together, it tossed me around, held me under. It flooded my ears and my nose and just like during my university days, it came our of my nose and my ears much later at the most inopportune of times – like when I was driving. Before I went back that day to my place, i took this picture with te Pacific in all its beauty and calm might.Alright, stay sharp gang and keep it real.

Cheers Markus \m/