Moses Lake... the good and the bad...
Bad... I thought I wasn't going to make it. The car needed work and it didn't get done on schedule. Things were hung up for several days, but the mechanics came through. I guess someone did some night work, the car was ready to go at 8:30 and they cut the labor very substantially. It performed beautifully over the mountains (it's a Subaru with 200,000 on it but always maintained) and we got to the shoot just fine. That's part of the good.
For the bad, I was unable to shoot the course... I was barely started and doing well (5 kills zones and a miss) when it became obvious that no matter how much improved I think I am physically, continuing to walk on little side hills of loose lava rock and really rough surface was a very bad decision. My knee and ankles had made so many quick adjustments that it was clear the knee especially was not going to make it around. It was already aching badly. The ground was so rough that even a cane didn't help. So, I called it and went back to camp, having established a more realistic limitation level for a banged up 77 year old.
More good... I spent the day at my little table, chatting with old friends, selling quite a few odd batches of arrows I'd collected in cleaning my shop area plus a good J D Berry bow, and buying some badly needed recurve strings. (Does anybody really understand measuring these? I got more different answers than there were arrows in the lost arrow bucket!). At 5:30 my wife, who had dropped me off, came back in and we decided that one day was enough. I'd walked the campground several too many times as well as trying to shoot a course and was pretty worn out. So, we drove on home and, again, the car performed like a champ.
More good... when we got home we bought ice cream... fixes many things...
I didn't get to test a couple of newly received bows and limbs I wanted to, but I'll do that tomorrow on my own beautiful, very flat 30 yard home range, where any lump or irregularity that dares to raise its head is ruthlessly stamped down by the yard crew that took over from me a few years back 8^)
From now on it will be the yard and the club range, with a well established trail that I'm still OK with until I can't make the biggest hill on it any more.
Getting old ain't fun, but you can still have some if you work at it... and buy ice cream
Topic: Moses Lake... and An Old Phartt Faces Reality (Read 571 times)
