Another rainy morning here in my neck of the woods. Nothing to be done but make the best of it. So I did an abbreviated dog walk and the boys didn’t seem to mind coming home early to get dry in dog fashion:
Rolling around on the pad in front of my dart board. Good boys!
The rain lightened up some, so I hoofed it out to Arizona.
The one with a beach.And I broke my fast while I was there… I told the waitress I wanted the ferme la bouche toast. She looked at me not understanding, so I repeated myself. She asked me to show her on the menu. I pointed and she said oh, French toast. I said, yes ferme la bouche is French. She just laughed. Yeah, I’m funny when you’re drunk.
Walked back home and have been fooling around with the Singles League stats. Round 1 is now complete and it ended like this:
Christy beat me out of first by two points. We actually had the same number of wins overall, but she won 11 matches versus my 9, and that turned out to be the difference.
Now I’ve got some work to do to prepare for Round 2 Division play. I’m taking the top six in one division and putting the bottom six in another. Should be competitive for everyone that way.
The big event for me yesterday was the Friday walking group. I was tasked with leading the trail and I opted to go long and mostly flat. Headed out to Naugsol barangay to explore the remaining portion of the Hash trail I missed two weeks ago. We left from my house and finished up at Cheap Charlies. A solid 12K hike, which is about the limit of my endurance for a single continuous hike. Why yes, I do have some photos. Thanks for asking!
Just four of us this time–the cutie Jessa, the German Dan, and the boyfriend Troy. And yours truly of course.Our trail took us through Marian Hills, a small village constructed in the 1980s by a group of volunteers from the Navy base. I’m not sure what to make of Jessa’s retreat…Turns out she was hungry and took advantage of the opportunity to make a purchase from this vendor…Easter mountain on an overcast morning. Our trail would have us circumnavigate around the mountain.Ah, ain’t they sweet? Some of my regular cookie recipients…There is literally only a couple of inches or so to spare when a trike ventures across the bridge we call number 4.We finally arrived in Naugsol…The path I wanted to explore was behind this gate. The gate had been open during the Hash. It was unlocked now, so we opened it and continued on our way…Show us the way, Dan.I’m shy about taking a photo of someone’s shack. But as background for another group shot…We followed the path through a rice paddy and saw another side of Easter mountain.Eventually, we wound up back on Govic highway and began the long walk around the mountain and home to Barretto.
It was actually quite an enjoyable hike if I do say so myself. You can Relive it here if you want another view:
https://www.relive.cc/view/vAOZPMLxVoq
Adding in the steps I took prior to and after this hike I had an unusually productive day.
Well, damn. I had planned to get some steps in this afternoon but here comes the rain again. Shit.
I hate to end this post with broken plans, but that’s the way it goes sometimes I suppose. The pile of shit is pretty symbolic though…
More darts on tap tonight. I’m starting to get back into the routine and enjoying it a little better lately. Still not throwing the way I’d like but I guess I’m doing alright for an old guy.
Here comes the rain again Falling on my head like a memory Falling on my head like a new emotion I want to walk in the open wind I want to talk like lovers do Want to dive into your ocean Is it raining with you?
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Congrats on the 26.3K day! Good luck with the darts.
Congrats on the 26.3K day! Good luck with the darts.