Marty was riding by on his bike when he asked us for some trail information. In no time he was sitting with us having a cackle session. Not too long afterwards Reta and Ken showed up along with Bill, then Hans sat down. So the session was on with laughter, lying, story telling, and some beer drinking. That is life in the desert. So many people with so many life experiences. Outdoor people always compare hikes and adventures. Hans it turns out was down at Patagonia state park and turned his little sailboat over. So now we have two old experienced sailors turning over boats. The weather has been warming up and it is about time for our friends the rattlers to come out. Soon they will be warming themselves at night and one must be careful not to step on them. Kadizzle filled the coolers with ice today. The Forest Service has a big ice machine and we usually get about fifty pounds at a time to keep the beverages cold. Kadizzle and Hans may sail tomorrow if the wind is not too strong. At 72, and 79 on a small boat we may never return.
Marty lives in Payson and he gave Winky and Kadizzle the lowdown on the Trump gang there. The Trump strain runs strong here and they have not yet developed a vaccine. The variants are numerous. You have the paranoid bunch, the Q Anon goofs, and of course the good Christians who hate everyone.
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