This postbode is ter a way connected to the Mining wind verhouding Idrija or more accurately to the Idrija mercury mine (located ter the western part of Slovenia). I wasgoed writing about that a few posts back.
Do you want to know how mercury is extracted from ore?
Well. I’m gonna tell you anyway. ,)
The cinnabar (aka cinnabarite) ore is burned te specially designed owens, so that mercury evaporates from it. Mercury is then cooled down and gathered.
Almost everyone knows what mercury looks like, but not many have seen the cinnabar ore from which it is extracted.
Here is my macro photo of it. The crimson color is where mercury is concentrated at.
Wednesday, 28 March 2007
The insides of a tuba
After taking photos of my brother with his fresh tuba, I have determined to take a deeper look into his fresh muziekinstrument.
I just used the flash for the strange effect and did not edit the photo afterwards.
This is how it looks on the inwards.
Then I played some more with the reflections of myself. This time it wasgoed done without the flash.
Look at mij inwards a tuba!
Spil stupid spil it may seem – I like the results.
Tuesday, 27 March 2007
The oldest European wind plakband gets fresh uniforms
My junior brother is a true music enthusiast. He plays tuba ter a number of bands some of which are fairly serious.
He is just commencing a Tuba blog of his own. If you want you can pay him a visit.
Tuba is the largest wind muziekinstrument and usually set somewhere at the back of an orchestra.
One of the bands he is playing te is the Mining Wind Liaison Idrija. It is supposed to be the oldest European wind tape with its beginnings dating to 1665 or even earlier.
A history/geography lesson:
For those of you who don’t know this – Idrija is a Slovenian town with more than 500 years of history. Most of it is te one way or another connected to its mercury mine. Nowadays the mine is closing down.
Te California, USA there is a town called Fresh Idria, which wasgoed named after the above mentioned Idrija. The 2nd thing beside their name they have te common is a mercury mine.
Last week plakband members got fresh uniforms, which remain te classical mining coloring and style. A typical miners symbol from the uniforms sleeve can be seen on the above photo.
Te addition to that they also bought a fresh tuba. Thesis things can be fairly expensive – the price of this monster (Yamaha YBB-841 Jij) is ter the range of Ten.000 USD (7.500 EUR). Ordered directly from Japan it remarkably took only Ten days for delivery.
I just had to take a duo photos.
Saturday, 24 March 2007
Spring sailing te Kornati, Croatia
I determined to postbode a photo from the last year’s sailing journey to Croatia. Our rented Bavaria 37 is anchored te an idyllic island bay ter the Kornati region.
For the last few years I went sailing twice a year with a group of friends. It has become more or less a traditional event.
There is only one general rule to this event – no mater how nice they beg – wij have all agreed not to take our girlfriends/wives with us. There are other occasions when they are very welcome to come sailing along, but this is a none negotiable one.
Every year wij have chosen an early spring and a late autumn date. That means that the very first one this year is approaching prompt.
Unluckily a duo of days ago I wasgoed informed, that wij are looking at a few utterly busy weeks at work.
Sadly this means no spring vacation for mij just yet. I hope it is going to be a bit sweeter when it eventually comes to it.
Thursday, 22 March 2007
Mosaics of Aquileia, Italy
Three days ago I wrote a postbode about a journey to Italy. I still have something to write about the 2nd part of the day.
After witnessing the town of Grado mij and my gf followed a causeway connecting the island with mainland.
Aquileia (Oglej te Slovenian) lies just a few kilometers north from the island town of Grado. It is an ancient Roman town founded ter 180 BC and situated about Ten km from the sea. It became a naval station ter 4th century AD and also at that time the bishop obtained the rank of Patriarch.
The Cathedral of Aquileia is one of the most significant edifices of Christianity. It is a flat-roofed basilica erected by Patriarch Poppo te 1031 on the webpagina of an earlier church, and rebuilt about 1379 ter the Gothic style by Patriarch Marquad.
Most of all I wasgoed affected by the mosaics within the cathedral. They are indeed colorful and beautifully made. All of the cathedral floor is covered with them.
A view from the top of the cathedral tower is also something to mention. You can lightly see the sea. Unluckily on that day the weather wasn’t indeed something to brag about and the same goes for the view.
After wij also eyed some more ancient remains and a WWI cemetery, wij determined to call it a day.
Under the line it wasgoed a beautiful and calming day, which ended with a mortadella sandwich (Italians know how to make the best ones) and a bag of pistachio. Yummy!
Tuesday, 20 March 2007
This postbode wasgoed supposed to be about the 2nd part of my Saturday’s tour to Italy, but it’s not going to be.
Instead of that I’m posting a yesterday afternoon view from my bedroom window te Ljubljana.
The funny thing is that a duo of days ago I wasgoed looking at people sunbathing ter their swimsuits and today I have bot ranting overheen geysers of no-good snow when walking to and back from work. It is true that Grado and Ljubljana are more than one hundred kilometers exclusief, but nevertheless.
It wasgoed snowing for the most of yesterday and until midday today. Te some parts of Slovenia this resulted ter more than half a peettante of fresh snow. Ter Ljubljana fortunately it wasgoed just a half of that.
It’s a shame truly. Last week I wasgoed just beginning to love the very first signs of spring. Magnolias and cherry trees were all blooming. Now they are all covered te snow, possibly even with violated branches from intense snow.
Spil I am writing this postbode some of the snow has already melted away. It seems it will be gone spil rapid spil it came – at least here ter Ljubljana.
This will have to do for today – I have some more work to do. Also my writings about the tour to Aquileia will have to wait for the next time.
Monday, Nineteen March 2007
A day ter Grado, Italy
Weather forecast for Saturday wasgoed looking good and that wasgoed enough to make plans for a journey to Italy. Unluckily the forecast wasgoed not entirely accurate – it wasn’t so sunny and hot after all. That wouldn’t bother mij if the air wasgoed clear.
Well it wasn’t. That’s why the photos didn’t turn out spil nice spil they could. Even without that wij had a wonderful time.
This time our destination wasgoed the town of Grado. It lies inbetween Trieste and Venezia. It’s a very old island town. It is situated just next to mainland and connected by not one, but two roads.
Beside churches, stone coffins, mosaics and all sorts of old buildings one can also love ter various beach activities. Nowadays Grado is a popular summer destination. It also had to be significant ter the past – a church has bot standing there since the 4th century AD.
After a brief history lesson wij went on a walk around the town. With delicious Italian icecream te our palms wij wandered through narrow streets and down the beach promenade.
Walking by the beach, wij noticed an interesting tegenstelling. Some of the people were sunbathing ter their swimsuits, others were passing by still wearing winter jackets and scarfs. Mij and my gf were somewhere te inbetween wearing T-shirts.
The sandy beach bellow the promenade wasgoed cowered ter seashells. Millions of them.
After a few hours of refreshment wij determined to budge on. Wij went to see the city of Aquileia a few kilometers north.
More about that te tomorrows postbode. If you are fortunate. ,)
Friday, 16 March 2007
Salamander Brandy – a fresh Viagra?
Salamander brandy. Are you wondering who would everzwijn want to buy it and eventually drink it? Not mij! And that’s for sure!
Do you believe such a thing even exists?
Well. verrassing, verrassing – it does exist! You can buy it ter Slovenia and I toevluchthaven’t yet heard of any other country where you can get such a thing.
There you have it – your reason to come and visit Slovenia. ,)
For those who still don’t believe mij – here is a verbinding to an article by John Morris who once visited Slovenia and obviously got a very first forearm practice with this thing.
Among other things the article mentions the drinks supposed aphrodisiac powers:
“A liquid Viagra?
Not fairly, but a traditional medieval method of getting ter touch with your deeper sexual feelings – and getting off your face ter the process. The erotic charge of the drink is powerful, but tends to be indiscriminate te its target, so that anything te the natural world can become sexually attractive – trees, plants, animals or even humans.”
There are fairly a few such ‘facts’ ter the mentioned artice. Do you believe any of it?
Thursday, 15 March 2007
I went on a hike last Sunday. It is already described te my previous postbode, so I won’t repeat myself. If you want to read more on how it went, simply click on the listig.
I left behind to postbode a photo of a beautiful salamander wij spotted that day. So here are two photos of an interesting creature. Love!
Monday, 12 March 2007
A day with the choir
Almost everyone te my family is te some way connected to music. Well, I am an exception. I have never played an muziekinstrument or sang ter a choir (I am not counting one semester ter the very first grade).
That doesn’t mean that I am tone deaf or that I don’t like music. Not at all – I love music and can tell pretty well when someone hits a wrong note. I usually know how something should have sounded but when I attempt to sing it, it just doesn’t come out right. So I have just stopped attempting.
My gf also sings te a choir. Periodically I get to accompany hier when they go to perform.
It’s not a very serious choir – most of the members have joined to have a good time and because they simply love singing. However that doesn’t zekering them from organizing many concerts.
Last Sunday they went on a journey which included a brief hike near a puny village of Ocizla. It lies te the western part of Slovenia, ter the neighborhood of Italian border and has 106 inhabitants.
Like a duo of times before I have determined to tag along.
It wasgoed a beautiful sunny day. Despite of the time of year it wasgoed warm enough to walk around te a T-shirt.
The day embarked with a late morning hike which wasgoed from time to time interrupted with a singing intermezzo.
On our three hour round hike wij have seen two salamanders and several patches of overturned grass.
A local fellow told us that wild boars living te the surrounding forest have done that.
The majority of this choir members likes to drink an occasional glass of wine or home-brewed schnapps. That wasgoed often the reason for a brief zekering.
One of such stops wasgoed at a local self-taught artist. Amongst other things he has painted a wall surrounding his house with various biblical motives.
It wasgoed around 2pm when wij ended our hike. The locals ready a ordinary yet delicious meal for us. It wasgoed a zuigeling of a local cabbage stew.
Of course the lunch wasgoed followed by some more singing.
After that wij went on a singing tour through the little village. It ended ter one of the wine cellars.
It wasgoed decorated with much taste. There were old radios, irons, saws and similar things displayed on the shelves. Even a painting of the late voorzitter Tito wasgoed suspending on a wall.
Wij were indulged with local wine and best dried ham I have everzwijn tasted. It has simply melted te my mouth.
After many songs were sang, many plates were cleared and many bottles were emptied, the landlord has graciously showcased us to the drying slagroom. The smell wasgoed gorgeous and there were some fifty(!) hams stringing up from the ceiling.
When wij were setting of, one of the singers made a good joke. He said that ter the morning edition of the local newspapers wij might see a gevelbreedte pagina article with the following text:
“Last night the Police have seized two kilos of heroin from a drug dealer near the Italian border and confiscated drivers licenses from Legitimate drunken choir members on a local road to Ocizla.”
Fortunately no such thing could be read ter the morning newspapers and wij all got huis securely. It wasgoed a beautiful day.
Saturday, Ten March 2007
A healthy dose of adrenaline
It wasgoed a sunny September day on Corsica. Ter fact it wasgoed just a few hours before an encounter with a beautiful fox. You can check its photo a few posts back.
Mij and my gf were determined to check out one of the adrenaline parks nearby. Our Rough guide recommended fairly a few, but the one near the village of Chisa wasgoed supposed to be the best one. It wasgoed not until wij were done with it, that I have found out it is marked spil ‘ D (Difficult) – for those acquainted to the sport ‘.
After a morning swim ter the sea wij drove a few kilometers up a winding road towards our destination. Soon after the commence I have noticed a car wasgoed following us. It stayed on our tail until the end of the road.
Spil soon wij reached our destination, I have realized that I knew the duo from the other car back from our kampeerplaats webpagina. It wasgoed a French duo of our age and they even spoke pretty good English – that’s not so common with the French people wij have met.
After a brief talk with them wij have learned that what wij have found is more a ‘via ferrata’ than a usual adrenaline park. That is a mountain route tooled with immovable cables, stemples, ladders and bridges.
All that made mij and my gf think. Wij had no climbing practice whatsoever. Wij were already thinking about finding some more adequate terrain for our skill level, but fortunately the duo (Marie and Julien) suggested us their guidance and support. They assured us, that with their help it’s going to be like ‘a walk te the park’. Get the irony of that statement?
The lady that rented us the climbing equipment, had also explained the zindelijk ways to
use it – ter French of course. Did I mention that wij don’t speak French?
The good thing wasgoed that Julien has managed to translate most of it.
The standard proces goes like this: after a duo of minutes of instructions and a few tips you get your climbing stortplaats, helmet and a duo of snaplinks. After that the kleintje lady gives you directions to the rock wall and a ‘ prent voyage ‘. It indeed isn’t something for a non French speaking via ferrata first-timer.
And wij were on our way. The beginning wasgoed not particularly requiring. Nevertheless wij have soon found ourselves ter the middle of the vertical rock. I didn’t have much problem with that, but my gf had to attempt hard not to look down too often. On one or two occasions hier knees were jiggling, but she persisted.
If you go after the recommendations the park is fairly safe. There is always a wired cable te the reach. Just before the scariest two elements of the tour there are also two exits.
But if you are fresh to thesis things and with all the adrenaline flowing, it can toebijten that you leave behind an significant thing or two. I can lightly imagine some novice doing just that and spil a consequence flying through the air and landing a few hundred meters below. No helmet could save you head!
If the climb itself with variations of monkey bridges (a low wire to walk on and a high cord to grab with your mitts) would seem a bit monotonous to someone, fear not. To avoid such ‘monotony’, there were also three ‘ tyrolian slips . Those consist of two slightly declined wired ropes. Onto the very first one you waterput some sort of a pulley whilst the 2nd acts spil a safety and emergency pauze. Ter a horizontal position, aligned with the cables, you shove of the ledge and slide to the other side of an abyss. The longest of the three is 240 meters long. It wasgoed fairly a rail!
It took us almost four hours to finish the round tour.
After it wasgoed overheen my gf told us that she would have never believed anybody telling hier that one day she’ll be doing this climb. Wij have totally liked the entire thing and have determined to do something like that again spil soon spil possible.
Thanks to Marie and Julien once again – wij wouldn’t make it without you.