I have writers block and am not able to let my fingers dance upon the keyboard and compose a literary repartee of what has happened over the last few days. So, bing bong here you go in bullet and pictorial format:
• Left Rio
• Arrived in New Jersey
• Gas (Petrol) tank on empty
• In tray akin to Kangchenjunga but could have been K2 or, heaven forbid, The Big E.
• In tray ignored
• Spent weekend planting shrubs on 80 degree bank at back of house (could be good pheasant cover)
• Acknowledged that I am too old…to be planting shrubs on 80 degree bank at back of house (and don’t get to shoot / hunt pheasants very often so what the hell). I am a semi-retired appalling shot: Even if the Mother has the best Gun Dog in the world (Rumble the occasionally well behaved dog).
Best Dog, an early repose:
Best Dog, studying:
The more I see, the more I know. The more I know, the more I see:
• Left to return to Rio – should insert big really trying to be happy moji…but that would be challenging
• Flight delayed…yes Mr. United Airlines Load Master, it really does take time to help 30 Paralympic athletes in wheelchairs board.
• Took drugs (legal) and slept
• Arrived Rio . . .
• Quick visit to Paralympic Village and then back to try to reach Base camp on Kangchenjunga In Tray
• The Saint (aka Christy Baxter) arrives Rio
• Arrived Venue. Some thieving, soon to be guest of Hades, light fingered descendant of a granite rock has light fingered one of our flags
• Different stables but same Base Camp…set up stables. Get “the look”
Loving the ladder!
Digging drainage ditches:
Tack room with custom made hooks:
Ensuring anything that could harm horses is covered:
Stalls bedded down:
Inside the stalls:
Christy hard at work:
Home away from home:
THE BIG REVEAL:
• Go swimming
• Regret going swimming as already sore shoulders now feel like some worshipper of masochism has inserted hot knitting needles in to them.
• Decide future is in Diving. LOGISTICS PLAN FOR DIVING – One pair of tighty whities, one small towel, and an occasional nose clip.
• Indulge in C2H5OH – feeling all the better