
I think it’s an AOC 15/50; note the downwind design and prominent blade tips.
It’s near Mornington, which is SE of Listowel on Hwy 86. Catherine and I spent the weekend in Goderich, and we came home the scenic route through Wingham and St Jacobs.
Further to Matt Seaton’s article in the Guardian about atrocious cycle facilities, and highlighting Warrington Cycle Campaign’s Facility of the Month, can I just say that Pete Owens of WCC got the idea for the web page from my Crappy Lanes (archive.org copy) site?
I should probably introduce my Geo Mashup page. It shows where I’ve been blogging from, using Google Maps. It’s quite a fun WordPress plugin,and you can get it here.
I hear that the WindShare turbine is not well, and there is no diagnosis yet.
So I’m flat on my back, the air acrid with Bengay. My shoulder’s twingeing like a mad thing, almost like being stabbed.
Congratulations to AIM Powergen on opening Erie Shores Wind Farm yesterday.

(no, this isn’t a real picture; it’s a macro shot of my wind turbine in a box.)

The cigarette butt was a nice touch to this brutally stomped birthday cake, I thought. I wonder what its story is?
It’s quicker – a lot quicker – to walk south on Vic Park from Sheppard to Farm Greenway than to catch the bus and have it crawl south over the 401.
Our supply from Bullfrog Power starts today. Those green electrons sure shine bright.
If I see another $2500 full-sus disk-braked mountain bike, I’ll puke. There were a few tiny things of interest here; please comment if you want the details.
There was one thing I hated about Rumo, and that was finishing it. Walter Moers creates such a complex — yet never serious — fantasy world that leaving it is always hard.
I like the way he’s not afraid to revisit characters from The 13½ Lives of Captain Bluebear. Most fantasy authors are slavish in keeping their characters’ lives consistent across the volumes. Since Bluebear was the most celebrated liar in Atlantis, what do you expect?
Donna Cansfield, provincial energy minister, officially opened Kingsbridge Wind Farm today. We had cake.
They may have lost, but the Raptors put on a good show tonight. They held the Hornets into double extra time.
I think basketball is rapidly becoming my favourite spectator sport. Don’t think I’ll ever be a sportsfan, but there are worse ways to spend an evening.

Snapped at the Big Carrot Juice Bar. It’s wheatgrass.
Guess I’ll have to work on my sensor cleaning game, ‘cos this is what I see (a blue sky, with contrast racked way up, and at 2x scale) on the bottom right of my D70 sensor:

The other troublesome marks are gone, so I guess it kinda works. I used the American Recorder Digital Sensor Swab Kit from Henry’s, and the mirror lock up instructions from brams.dk.
Y’know, that pattern of splodges looks awfully like the indentations on the end of the swab …
I wonder why my Nikon SB-600 won’t work with (expensive) Panasonic 2300mAh HHR-3SPA NiMH cells? It loves Duracells to death, but won’t even fire once with the rechargeables.
(Oh, and wish me luck; I’m about to clean my the sensor on my D70 for the first time.)
It was snowing four years ago. You don’t forget the first day in a new country.