Lightning didn’t strike twice

Well, the hoped-for return of some darts glory on the ten-year anniversary of my best game ever was not to be. Despite actually practicing some this week I played like shit last night. Felt bad because my partner came all the out from Angeles City just to play some darts. When he drew me someone told him I was a good player. I’m sure he was disappointed in the way I played too. Ah well, that’s how it goes sometimes I suppose.

The day wasn’t a total bust though. I found the motivation to try and discover an easy way back to My Bitch from Alta Vista. I was stymied at first when I tried to blaze a path through a field next to the house construction that blocks my old route. The construction workers waved me over and showed me a way behind the house. That works for now, but once the place is occupied it’s probably not going to be a viable option. We’ll see.

Once back on the familiar turf of My Bitch, I was resolved to explore the way down I hope to use when I Hare again next month. As I approached the junction I was looking for I entered an area where they’ve been doing some pretty significant burning.

It pollutes the hell out of the air, but I must admit it’s a lot easier walking without being encumbered by thatch grass. I just hope the burning accomplishes some greater purpose, but I have no idea what that might be.

So, I knew the junction by the stand of banana trees but there wasn’t much of a trail that I could see. I dove in anyway and started making my way down to the valley. I hit a couple of dead ends and nothing was looking real familiar, but I trudged on hoping I’d get lucky. Apparently no one is using this path these days. In the past, it was much more defined and I could see evidence of people harvesting bamboo or doing other work up here.

Now it looks like this. And in places, there had been tree falls I had to climb over. Well, I knew where I wanted to go so I just kept looking for the easiest possible way to get there.

And get there I eventually did! Despite the hardship, I’m still hoping to incorporate this section into my trail as Hare. One potential problem is that it appears someone is building a fence at the bottom. Will they complete it before March? I’ll have a Plan B just in case.

But it was good to get back to my roots yesterday. This big ass tree is just barely holding on, but it is a good landmark. Until the next typhoon anyway.

And finally, I found this item of interest on my morning walk today:

I didn’t look to see what was under the hat. Maybe that concrete is really quicksand. Poor bastard!

And there you have another installment from my so-called life. Isn’t it grand?

2 thoughts on “Lightning didn’t strike twice

  1. Discarded items like hats and gloves fascinate me. They always imply some sort of story.

    Sorry to read about the so-so darts performance, but sometimes, you just have a bad night, I guess.

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