Road work

It’s just about the only kind of work I do these days. Unless you count the heavy lifting I do in the bars at night. It’s a tough life but there’s no point in complaining about it. A person should always strive to do their best at whatever it is they are doing.

Here’s a quick recap of the 24 hours or so since my last post.

I took a 2K jaunt over to Captain’s Arms to pick up this cheesecake. A fellow Hasher (Hot To Trot) has a little sideline business going selling these homemade pies. The taste is good but I’m not a big fan of cheesecake. A bit pricey too at 450 pesos ($9). I guess that’s the price you pay when you are crushing on someone. She has a boyfriend in Canada though. Ah well.

Walked back home, put the pie in the fridge, and took my daily hour-long nap. Then I set about doing my afternoon hike. I decided to check out the long version of Monday’s Hash trail.

I thought it was “interesting” to see this garment hung out to dry in the middle of nowhere. No question it was intentionally hung, I could see the clothespin. It’s been there for a while so I guess whoever put it there changed their mind about wearing it again.

I was glad I did this portion of Demolition Derby’s trail. It was a path I’d never tried before and I like a new adventure. I was especially thankful he had marked the trail so well, otherwise, I’d have been lost in the tall grass.

A view from the long trail.

The trail came back down into Marion Hills and I opted to head back home from there. I’ll save the final portion of Derby’s work for another day.

Snatched from the jaws of death? It was “interesting” seeing this bone on my path. I’m guessing it is the remains of a goat.
The path leading up into Alta Vista where home awaits.

Showered up, took my afternoon meds and recorded my health stats (BP 121/71; resting heart rate 62; weight 204.8). Then I hoofed back out to Captain’s Arms to begin hefting those bottles of San Mig Zero and emptying their contents into my mouth. Having quenched a 25,000 step thirst, I walked up the highway to Mango’s where I enjoyed a grilled pork chop dinner. Best pork chops in town!

With my appetite satiated, I crossed the street and gave “mama”, a homeless woman I look after, her 100 pesos daily stipend. She always blows me a kiss and says she loves me. Well, at least I know she doesn’t have to sleep on her cardboard box with an empty stomach.

I made my final stop of the night at Queen Victoria where I enjoyed a couple more Zeros and watched a dart tourney in progress. Walked back home and gave a couple of neighborhood stray dogs my leftovers from dinner.

Once home, I treated myself to a delicious strawberry-banana smoothie, surfed the ‘net, then hit the sack at around 10 p.m. as usual. Woke up at 5:00, a little earlier than normal and got busy with my morning routine:

Letting the dogs out is always the first order of business. They have business of their own to attend to.

A cup of coffee and spending time with my favorite blogs and catching up on the news of the world.

Here’s what the Philippines is doing to control the spread of COVID-19.
And what would the internet be without political memes?

Then the boys are ready for their morning walk, a 30-minute trek. Back home and today I’m not going out for breakfast. Instead, me and Betty Crocker bake up a batch of blueberry muffins. Yum. I have a 9:00 a.m. appointment to meet up with Scott and Jim for a hike in Subic town.

Scott hasn’t recovered from Saturday’s fiasco on the mountain, so we agreed to do a flat trail on the city streets. Damn, it was hot!
A river runs through it. Such as it is.
Some helpful signage outside the offices of the Keppel shipyard encouraging safe practices in virus avoidance.
I guess this is where 1970s era vehicles converted to hearses come to die. I found it “interesting”.

After the 8K walk, we stopped by the Hunter’s Inn, one of our Hash venues, for some liquid refreshment and lunch. The cook hadn’t arrived as yet, so we doubled down on the liquid refreshment.

Back home and sent my son birthday greetings on Facebook.

This picture is from 38 years ago, but the sentiment is the same.

Took a nap, took a shower, ate the last of my leftover pulled pork and a slice of cheesecake. And then I sat down to share my day with you via this post on LTG. Thanks for joining me!

It’s all in a day’s work.

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