Doubt seriously that I will get on a couple of skinny sticks and go downhill. I’m 82 yoa, arthritic, and sometimes a foot goes in a direction that I hadn’t planned. Still devilishly handsome though.
In earlier days I’ve climbed and hunted those mountains when I was younger, stupid and bullet proof. But, that was a heckuva long time ago.
These days, I’m an observer more often than a participant in exciting, interesting, fun and/or stupid stuff. On my rural property, I’ve outsourced, firewood cutting, land clearing and tractor maintenance to son in law and grandsons.
But, I’m still in charge of a rifle/pistol ranges, fishing holes and liquor cabinet.
