Last night I accompanied Dale on his walk with his dog, Cami. As we neared an old acquaintance's house, out he comes with two friends, headed for coffee. I had not seen these guys in over 20 years. I went on an almost ill-fated backpacking trip with two of them, Mark and Larry, in 1986. In the Santa Fe national forest, we had to crawl on hands and knees, with backpacks, across a very rickety bridge. You see, we felt that if we walked on our two feet, our more concentrated body weight would send us crashing through, and into a 70.foot deep arroyo. Once we reached the other side, safe but terrified, Larry said "No one can ever call us pussies."
These were his exact words to me when he saw me for the first time in over 20 years.
Nor pussies, nor physicists!!! (as if I knew!!! but that concentrated body weight theory seems pot-induced, at best!)
ReplyDeleteshit, i want cfs, etc, etc. but, a bit of sun today helps. and the previous three sun-days were not bad either. see what yer missin', Dude!
the bike is lookin' good....