The Chronoswiss Tora is a chronograph/GMT combination that just works for me.Captured with X-T5, 2026-01-19 20:25:11, 60mm, 1/90sec, f/2.8, ISO-6400, SOOC.
My watch pusher buddy sent me a text message last week about a chronograph he picked up that he thought might interest me. It is a Chronoswiss Tora chronograph with GMT and date complications. Both complications are interesting because they are on subregisters on the dial. The GMT has a separate pusher for setting.
I am a sucker for chronographs and GMTs are a suitable object of lust. So, of course, I nibbled and then got bit.
It is not a new watch. It does not look like a new watch, although it is in very nice condition. The latched band will not work for my small wrist, so that will need an adjustment. I will send it for service so it starts out fresh in my small collection. I suspect it will supplant my Speedmaster for daily wear, except when I am doing anything relatively heavy with my hands that might damage it. I have a G-Shock for those days.
This looks like an engineer’s watch.
At coffee yesterday, my buddy attempted to loosen the screw-down bars to remove the band, but, no joy. It appears they are affixed with a heavy thread lock. This is another reason to send it to a watchmaker for service. I believe it is also a chronometer, so regulation will bring it back into chronometer specification. I am fine with a few seconds per day. I could always use a cheap quartz watch. But, I love machines and the precision of a mechanical watch does something for me.
I am doing better after a really down day on Wife’s anniversary. The weather here is very nice — cool in the morning (20s F) and warm in the afternoon (50F plus or minus), and the Sun is shining.
This diner might be the best diner food in town. Captured with X-T5, 2026-01-19 15:25:24, 35mm, 1/52sec, f/2.8, ISO-320, Fujifilm ACROS film simulation, SOOC.
Thirteen-years ago, Wife died. As I have written and likely will write again, it was the end of a drawn-out process that might have produced a different result, but did not. The following couple of years were very difficult for me and I wrote quite a lot about that as well, both here in my corner of the Internet and in my journal.
It got better — I got better. But I will never, truly be over it. My buddy Jim told me that …it will always suck… Jim is also now gone, but his memory and his words last.
I woke this morning with a heaviness that only increased over morning coffee as I realized that today marks 13 years. I felt that familiar emotion rise while I made my coffee and admit that I shed a few tears.
I dealt with a meeting that was scheduled, then sat at my desk using Signal to message my kids and a friend. After a little more time passed, I decided I was hungry and I wanted to get The Girl out for a hike.
So I fed her and gave her the morning meds, then packed us into the rig and drove over to Betsy’s Big Kitchen. I decided to try some French toast to see if it will spike my blood sugar. It tasted really good and I kept aside a bit for The Girl.
We headed out to Silver Saddle Ranch. There were more walkers/hikers than expected. But it was noon on a gorgeous Winter day, so I should not be surprised. I discovered that I left the transmitter for her control collar at home, so she walked on-lead. I visited with a ham buddy as we hiked.
It was a good visit and between my friend and being outdoors with The Girl, some of the heaviness left.
I had a coffee date scheduled with another buddy for late afternoon, so I took a few minutes after returning home to stretch out with The Girl and listen to some music. I recently gave up on my classic iPod experiment and bought a DAP. I am in the process of provisioning it and learning to use it. I can boost the high frequencies enough that I can listen with cans and without hearing aids. It is more comfortable without the hearing aids.
Coffee with my buddy was good. We chatted about watches, as usual.
It was a good day, even if my mood was not really into it. I remember, Old Girl. You are still missed and will be until my time comes.
Mount McLellan north from Carson City from our favorite winter hike. Captured with X100VI, 2026-01-07 12:26:31, 23mm, 1/6400sec, f/8, ISO-2500, in-camera Tri-X Film Recipe.
Between Thanksgiving and Christmas (and actually to about the New Year) I like to play some holiday-themed music. One of my main go-to selections is the Windham Hill collections called A Winter’s Solstice. There are six collections in that series, most of them completed when Windham Hill was independent.
This year, when I got into my Apple Music application, I found these recordings missing. I was shocked and still do not know how that happened. It upset me sufficiently that I abandoned the idea of celebrating in music. I was busy and the CDs are in a box in the garage somewhere. I was not going to go track them down and re-rip them.
I got to thinking about this early this morning and did a little research to determine how to transfer the recordings from my old iPhone (they were still on it) to my Mac. I found a piece of software (paid) that will actually copy them directly into Music and preserve the tags and album art. It was worth the price of admission so I paid for a year’s subscription.
This saved me a bit of work. I plan on listening to these recordings over the next or so and pick up my missed celebration in music.
Although I was a bit disconcerted by this train of events, I remain grateful. Life is good.
Here is a collection of stuff from my ancient pick box. Captured with X-T5, 2026-01-07 21:06:06, 80mm, 1/100sec, f/5.6, ISO-12800, SOOC.
I retrieved my PRS Santana SE from Play Your Music this afternoon. I ask Vince to replace the strings on it and get it setup to play. Of all my guitars, I thought it would be one of the easier to get started with as the lower tension on the strings will be easier on my fingers.
For the last couple of years I thought that it would be good for me to pick up my instrument again. It has been a long time since I put any effort into music although music has been a big part of my life for most of it. Late last year I started thinking seriously about putting in some time daily as part of my self care. The Yairi acoustic needs some significant maintenance. I am unhappy with the classical guitar as I do not like the action and I need to spend some time thinking about how I want to change it. The other electric needs some maintenance as well.
So, I chose the Paul Reed Smith Santana SE as it needed the least amount of work and I am confident I can make a happy sound with it. I also bought a small practice amplifier, a Positive Grid Mini, so the guitar will sound decent.
The PRS was ready this afternoon, so I drove over to the shop to pick it up. Before that, during one of my breaks, I picked up my old pick box, blew the dust from it, and opened it up. In it I found a collection of very (very) old picks. Most should probably be discarded, especially the corroded steel finger picks I used long ago for finger-style playing on steel-stringed instruments. Those strings will eat fingernails. (I know from experience.) The Alaska-picks can probably be salvaged and put to service once the acoustic is restored. Some of the flat picks are probably collectible, especially the old Fender and Gibson instances. I also found a couple of The Ventures labeled picks in the box.
The Dunlop Tortex will be retained and used as they make some of the best tone, in my opinion. I will keep the Rolla Music Center pick as well. It is a memento of a time long, long ago.
When I first started playing, I took lessons from a college student who taught part time at RMC. He was a really nice guy and reasonable teacher as well. At one point he told me “I don’t want to take your money any more. You have learned what I have to teach. I will, however, continue to coach you if you will come to my house.” He and his wife were very gracious to me. I cannot remember his name.
Three old spinsters ran the store. The eldest, Virginia, was the sweetest old woman and very kind to me. They eventually hired me to teach part time and that was first experience teaching. I made a lot of mistakes, of course, but the experience was good for me.
My goodness, that was so long ago. I am grateful for these memories and for that time. Life is good.
Although it is long, long gone, the Rolla Music Center was a place where I spent a lot of time. I love the three old spinsters who ran the place. I can still remember how kind Virginia was to me. Captured with X-T5, 2026-01-07 21:05:14, 80mm, 1/85sec, f/5.6, ISO-12800, SOOC.
I might have posted this before. I cannot recall. But I was looking for an image to post to Vero a few days ago and found this one. It was made with a Lumix G3 that I had a few years ago and I think a Wollensak 25mm f/1.9 8mm cine lens. Captured with DMC-G3, 2017-11-17 14:01:14, 1/1300sec, ISO-160.
Here it is, a new year. So, Happy New Year!
So, now what? The changeover of the calendar year is something of an event, even if it is just another day. We place a great deal of significance on the ticking over of a year counter. This has been the way, or a way, for a long time… certainly longer than my time.
I do not think this is a bad thing. I think there are good reasons to stop, pause the daily regimen, and reflect on a week, a month, or a year and determine if a course change is needed. It is an opportunity to make an assessment1. I use this time every year to start a new Bullet Journal (my adopted approach to managing my calendar and my projects) and think about the year past, my goals, my accomplishments (or lack thereof), and my intentions for the next year.
There were things I did not do enough of in 2025. These include my guitars and my radios. I found the demands of work and a substantial personal project to demanding to allow adequate time for either of those important hobbies. I did manage to make more photographs because I do that when out and about for other things. I particularly like to carry a camera when hiking with The Girl.
Two videos caught my attention (ahem) yesterday. One was by Rick Beato and is a practice regimen to rebuilding guitar skills. It will serve as a good practice for me, particularly with an electric guitar that is not so demanding of hand strength. I have this bookmarked os I can return to it.
The other was by Pal2Tech, a favorite photographic channel. His encouragement is to make specific efforts to eliminate the pressure of social media on photographic choices and refocus on developing one’s own vision and skills. I like what he says.
I already started reducing the potential impact of social media (which I often call antisocial media) on my life. I have only two outlets that I regularly use — Vero (no algorithm; only see what one signs up to see) and YouTube (beware the algorithm as it induces doomscrolling).
I really enjoy, and am inspired by, some of the photographers I follow on Vero. It is what Instagram was when I first discovered it. Then FB bought it, promised no changes, and turned it into a monster a couple years later.
For YT, I follow a few musicians, a few photography channels, and fewer entertainment channels. The trap is the algorithm, that constantly monitors what I watch and then offers me related videos at the end of each. This is a serious trap and what caused me to abandon IG. So, I will have to be careful, very careful.
The page after the Future Log in my new Bullet Journal is labelled Intentions. I am borrowing from Ryder Carroll’s palette and abandoning Goals for Intentions. I will be working on those, my Future Log, and my January Calendar/Log today. I think that the Intentions page will take some time to fill in. But, I will start with a couple of statements about what i want to be by the end of 2026 and see how that works for me.
My Bullet Journaling approach is still developing. I can see how it has changed over the years as I learn more about what works for me. I think that a few more changes are necessary to make it work better (for me). And, I am working through his book to see what other nuggets of wisdom he might have for me.
In the meantime, have a Happy New Year, figure out what is important and do that. Life is good.
This is not a photograph of me. It is an AI interpretation of a part of a photograph of me. It is an imposter.
This year, 2025, has been a very strange year. The Artificial Intelligence craze hit early and caused me a lot of consternation. (Note: It still causes me a lot of same.)
It was at that time when M$FT started pushing Copilot, hard. It was also a time when the scraping of data, not necessarily public, by Big Tech also got my attention. It was enough impetus to much me toward making some changes to reduce my digital footprint.
That journey began a couple years ago with my reading of Cal Newsome’s Digital Minimization, which I wrote about before. It resulted in me abandoning Instagram and Twitter/X and looking to reduce my use of a mobile phone for other things besides being a phone. With the realization that Google, Apple, and M$FT were likely all scraping *my* data, I decided I want out to the extent physically possible.
I was already unhappy with paying a subscription for M$FT Office tools. I was not using any in-house browser, instead using Firefox to reduce my exposure. I decided that I want to go back to Linux as my main operating platform and then work out how to use required tools to get my work done.
I am still working on this. I do have a working Linux laptop I bought used as a test bed. Unfortunately, I was so busy with work that I did not make much progress on this important personal project. But, some progress was made.
I did buy a new Android phone and install GrapheneOS on it. The phone was much less expensive than an iPhone, much smaller (in size and memory), and I have substantially restricted what is installed on it. I need a smartphone for a few necessary apps, but I do not want to be attached to it for hours each day. The computer is bad enough.
I eschewed most social media. YouTube remains an issue as it is a source of both education (how to do things) and entertainment (favorite content creators). But, there are also channels there that I need to leave behind or restrict as time wasters and negative energy producers. I ended my Facebook account.
I had a call from a potential client/partner to compete for a project in Texas. They asked for a headshot. I do not really have one, so I grabbed a selfie and sent along one I made while hiking in the field. One of the team leaders told me “no problem, I will fix it with AI.” The header image is a result. This image is not me; it is a heavily edited version of an image of me and demonstrates some of what the tools can do. Those who know me will recognize it as a likeness, but will notice subtle differences that make it more of an interpretation than an actual image of yours truly.
I am not sure this is a good thing. And, I think that is enough to say.
Nonetheless, I remain grateful. The Girl and I love life and love being together. Life is good.
When I was first licensed, I found Jim, W6LG, while searching for videos about amateur radio on YouTube. I found him to be an excellent teacher. The best I could tell, he was solid in his understanding of the physics of radio. He also had a wealth of practical experience resulting from decades of experience in the amateur radio service.
He later revealed he was suffering from a serious illness. At first he did not go into details. But, more revealed as time passed. It did not sound good to me.
He went through a period where he got his knickers in a twist over an interaction with ARRL leadership and made it public on his YouTube channel. I can understand his frustration, but I did not think it wise to take it public. I took it upon myself to make some contact with ARRL leadership personally and some facts just did not line up.
Ultimately, it was his choice and I respect that, but I elected to stop following him because I have no patience for that kind of negativity and do not want that energy in *my* life.
His son (I believe) posted that Jim died a few days ago and that would be the end of his videos. They will remain on YouTube, but without new material his channel will pass in oblivion, not to be found unless someone has some pretty specific search terms or are specifically looking for Jim’s work.
This is a pity, because Jim’s videos are solid. Godspeed, Jim.
Unlawful and illegal? Captured with X-T5, 2025-11-14 19:10:54, 55mm, 1/1800sec, f/4, ISO-250, in-camera Kodachrome film simulation, SOOC.
It is Christmas morning and we are quickly approaching the end of 2025.
I usually take some time during this part of the year to reflect both on the season and on the past year. I gave up on resolutions for the new year long ago, but do spend some time considering what I want to accomplish with the new year, provided God grants I live another year.
I am currently reading Ryder Carrol’s The Bullet Journal Method that documents his approach to the tool. It is a tool I have been using for about ten years. In looking through my previous years of bullet journals, I can see how I have developed my system to help me plan and capture items that are important to me. A month ago I came across his YouTube channel and decided it was time to look at a tune-up of my system. I want to see if there are some aspects of the process that I am missing and continue to develop the system to work best for me.
He eschews the use of goals and prefers to set intentions. Goals are task oriented and intentions are process oriented, which is an internal difference that is more focused on what I want to be rather than what I want to accomplish. That said, there are accomplishments that come from intentions. I think that the paths are slightly different, though.
In any event, as I prepare to configure my new bullet journal for 2026, I want to make a few changes that will make the tool more useful to me.
This part of the year is also a time when I reflect on family and remember Wife in particular. It is sometimes difficult to believe she died 12-years ago. That seems like a long time while simultaneously seeming like yesterday. Although I am generally happy and certainly grateful, I still miss that communal life we shared together.
She was afraid no one would remember her. I told her that was hogwash and then her friends and family stepped in to reinforce my statement with an outpouring of love and appreciation.
And then I remember why the season is important to me. I celebrate the birth of the Christ Child who would do God’s work of redemption. That work is never far from my mind, but it is particularly close during this season.
I watched A Christmas Story last night and was surprised to see that it is the work of Jean Shepherd. Shepherd was a writer and radio host for decades and his voice is unmistakable. He was also a ham radio operator and a number of his radio shows included references to radio. A Vero friend pointed me to him and I sometimes listen to recordings of his shows and laugh out loud.
Last night, while watching the movie, I laughed out loud. I noticed a few things in the story I had missed before. For me, this is one of the quintessential holiday movies. I rented it last night, neither Prime nor Netflix having it available for streaming as part of my subscription. I will buy a copy today and probably a few more of my favorite old Christmas movies to put into my library.
I also started It’s a Wonderful Life and got partway through before deciding it was time to hit the rack. I will finish it today, perhaps over my Christmas dinner. I think I will make a white chicken chili for my Christmas dinner this year. I considered doing a turkey breast or a ham, but decided that I have been so busy that I do not want to do a big meal. The weather is gray and wintry, so a soup or stew seems in order. Plus I will have plenty for a few more meals.
The image is from my return trip from the east. I spent the night at the Coronado campground in Bernalillo, New Mexico. As I walked The Girl through the park, I noticed this sign and wondered at the juxtaposition of words. They seem redundant to me.
Merry Christmas. I am grateful. Life is good. Now it is time to make another coffee.
While The Girl and I were hiking, I noticed the skyline. Captured with X-T5, 2025-10-16 16:47:04, 35mm, 1/640sec, f/8, ISO-250, in-camera Tri-X Film Simulation, SOOC.
Typically, we think of a skyline in terms of a city. However, while hiking The Girl near our campsite in Utah, I noticed this vista. With one eye on her, I made a few captures and like this one the most.
There are a few more frames from this overnight stop that are worth sharing. I will work through them over the remainder of the year.
The Sun set not long after I made this capture. By that time, we had completed our short hike and returned to the camper. I set about making some supper and taking care of my girl. Then I enjoyed my supper and a beer and we settled in for the night. I was tired and had a lot more miles to make before arriving in Missouri.
A hint of a Utah hoodoo, near my camp on my way east back in October. Captured with X-T5, 2025-10-16 16:46:39, 35mm, 1/1100sec, f/8, ISO-250, in-camera Tri-X film simulation, SOOC.
Back in October, I headed east to see Older Grandson married and to spend time with my children. My second night out, we pulled off I-70 to find a campsite for the night. About a half-mile off the highway there was a pullout on the trail. It made sense to reverse the rig to put the door on the trail side, so I did and spent the few minutes required to setup the camper.
Then I got The Girl out of the 4Runner, checked to see that the group of feral horses were far enough away to not be a significant temptation, and we started a short hike to look around. I learned that the trail was washed out by recent rains so the risk of nighttime traffic was low. I also found these rounded rock outcrops that made me think of Goblin State Park, which I visited another time a decade ago.
The hike done, I fed us and we settled in for the night. Both of us slept well.
It was a good trip, if exceptionally busy. I am so grateful for a safe trip and the time spent with my children. Life is good.
