The wind on wednesday.

The wind and weather is looking good for Wednesday onwards. It’s roughly 560km to Knysna so it could take anything from 2 to 6 (probably 3) days. It’ll just be the two of us on the boat.

So, with any luck in less than 48 hours I’ll be at sea!

Life does not get any better. I’ll take my camera and one or two disposable cameras just in case we hit a perfect storm and I feel like taking some pictures ๐Ÿ˜‰

Follow a star

I’m (hopefully) going to be following a star soon… Sailing from Hout Bay to Knysna with Jeremy in a 9 metre (ie Small) yacht.

The best way to celebrate being alive is to live. Thanks to my wonderful girlfriend for a. being ok with it and b. actually supporting my crazy whims. (And thanks to my boss who’s going to give me leave as soon as the wind is right)

More on this soon.

2 litre justification…

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R24 difference.

Vehicle 1.4l Polo 2.0l Polo
km per day 16 16
km per month 352 352
l/100km 6.9 7.6
liters per month 24.29 26.75
Rands per litre 9.5 9.5
Rands per month R 230.74 R 254.14

The fuel economy numbers come from the “combined cycle” values for the vehicles from vw.co.za

The distance is my round trip to work and back every day. I’m obviously ignoring weekends, but even if you double it, R48 a month extra isn’t all that bad.

In defense of food

If you’ve got an hour I suggest you watch this video. Michael Pollan, author of various books, most recently “In Defence of Food“, introduces his book and attempts to break down the modern incorrect societal theories we have of food.

I particularly appreciate his analogy of the food scientists playing the role of priests acting as mediators between us and the magical (invisible) nutrients… priests who also get paid more when we eat more.


The KPMG Consultant and the Fisherman

A KPMG (Business) Consultant is holidaying on the Spanish Coast when early one morning while sipping his cappuccino he spots a fisherman bringing in a small catch of fish. The following morning the same KPMG consultant sees that same fisherman, again bringing in a small catch.

The KPMG consultant can not contain himself so he walks over from his seaside villa’s private patio and begins a conversation with the fisherman.

KPMG: You know if you stayed out a bit longer I’m sure you’d catch more fish.

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well if you caught more fish you’d have more money!

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well if you had more money you could buy yourself another boat and employ some other fisherman!

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well, the astute thing to do would be to start a company with a fleet of boats or perhaps even a franchise!

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: Well, you’d make millions. You could control the entire fishing industry and build a large successful chain of international fishing businesses.

Fisherman: Yes, but why?

KPMG: You’d be rich, absolutely stinking rich!

Fisherman: Yes, but WHY would I want to be rich?

KPMG: Well, with all that money you could afford to retire early … (suddenly looking despondent) … at the sea… perhaps on the Spanish Coast, and go fishing in the morning…. (starting to look ill) and spend the rest of the day with your children and lovely wife.

Fisherman: My wife’s got some oats on the stove… would you like to come over for breakfast and meet the kids?

I’m struck by this story every time I think about it… I can’t remember where I first heard it but it is definitely something to think about. This past week I saw many fishermen. My parents have a gardener who looks after their property at the Breede river. He gardens for a lot of the houses there but doesn’t really work all that hard. Most of the time he’s probably sitting up on a hill watching the beautiful view and smoking his pipe.

Every time we go to the river my dad says “I can’t wait to retire here”.

Never a more true word.

Mac MacGuff: Look, in my opinion the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what-have-you. The right person is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That’s the kind of person that’s worth sticking with.

Thanks for the memories…

Lourens is my best friend… I’ve known him for a long long time and I must admit, he’s a friggen legend.

A few minutes ago he mailed me photos we took in 2006. When we are together we will get up to untold amounts of shit.

Basic story goes that we had a dodgy microwave that we had inherited from one of our friends. It had moved with us from Claremont to Pinelands. It was a dodgy microwave… rusted inside, give you cancer kind of dodgy. There was also a toaster which I think I had inherited from my sister when I first moved out. Theyร‚ย  both worked but we didn’t want or need them. We also didn’t know what to do with them and we had to move out the next morning.ร‚ย  We could have given them to a poor person but poor people get cancer too.

So we wrote on them and put them in the roof. With an empty bottle of beer. I have no idea what the beer was for.

Yes, it was childish and infantile. But that is what life is all about. Fun memories you will never forget.

I really really really wish I could see the look on the face of the person who discovered it… If it has been discovered.

Short of torture or ransacking random roofs in Pinelands you will never know what the microwave says.

๐Ÿ™‚

Baking Bread

For the last couple of weeks I’ve been adventuring into the wonderfully rewarding world of baking bread. There is something quite zen about baking bread. The effort that goes into kneading the dough until it is just right and then the magical chemistry that takes place while the yeast has a party eating up all the sugars and farting all that C02 making the dough rise.

The secret to getting inspired by bread making is simple… You need a simple fool-proof recipe to get yourself going and inspire you to try crazier and crazier things. Don’t be foolish and dive straight into something fancy because if it flops you might just lose interest.

Ok, foolproof recipe. I know it off by heart… (funny saying that… seems quite apt)

Jonathan’s No-Bread-Tin-Required White:

Ingredients:

  • 3 and a half cups of regular cake flour (basically flour)
  • 1 and a quarter cups of warm water.ร‚ย  (body temperature)
  • 1 table spoon of salt
  • 1 table spoon of sugar
  • 1 sachet (10grams) of yeast

Directions:

  1. Put the warm water in a small bowl.
  2. Add the yeast to the bowl, stir it up a bit.
  3. Put the flour, salt and sugar in a bigger mixing bowl. (you could use a pot if you wanted to)
  4. Add the yeast water to the flour, salt and sugar and mix it up as best you can with a fork in a minute. (This is to try and keep your hands relatively clean)
  5. Once it’s kinda mixed up start using your hands and mix it up some more until you have one big clump of dough.
  6. Next, sprinkle some flour on a counter top and start kneading the dough on the flour. The flour is to try and stop it from sticking.
  7. You’re looking for something about the same consistency as play-dough. It mustn’t be gooey or sticky.
  8. Depending on the flour and a whole myriad of weirdnesses, you might need to add some more flour or water to the dough to get it the right consistency BUT don’t be lazy. It might look too dry initially but once you knead the dough for a while it might end up seeming too wet.
  9. You should probably spend about 15 minutes in total kneading the dough. The best technique is to repeatedly fold the dough over on top of itself.
  10. Once you’ve got a nice big ball of dough, put some oil in a clean pot at least twice as big as the ball of dough you currently have and then put your piece of dough in the pot, making sure to cover the ball with a thin layer of oil.ร‚ย  You want the sides of the pot/bowl to have a thin layer of oil too so that the dough won’t stick to the sides of the pot when it rises.
  11. Cover it with a dish towel (if possible some cling-film too) and stick it in a warm place. On top of or near a hot water cylinder is awesome.ร‚ย  The dish towel is too keep out the light and keep in the heat.
  12. 60 minutes later it will have risen to almost it’s complete size. Without punching it around too much flip your ball over onto a slightly oiled baking tray. I like to put the tray on top of the bowl and flip them over together to try and minimise how much I beat up the dough. It will disappointingly collapse as a lot of the air escapes. Never fear.
  13. Leave the pot on top of the dough for another 20 minutes to give the dough a second chance at rising and then put the tray with your huge lump of dough in the oven on 200 degrees Celsius for about 20 minutes. You’ll want it to be golden brown but not dark.
  14. Take it out, give it 2 minutes to cool and cut yourself a slice…
  15. Bread and butter is an awesome thing.