When the mind goes South

Kadizzle needs to drop some weight. Part of the plan is exercise. We live on the top of a hill. The road up the hill is steep and the ebike and Kadizzle make the trip up and down about two or three times a day. The inspiration gives Winky fits. Kadizzle has become addicted to hunting for chicken eggs (his name for golf balls).  Combining the hunt with riding the bike burns calories. The hunt is like an easter egg hunt that last forever. Yesterday Kadizzle found about 35 or more chicken eggs. 

The hunt has developed into a routine. The chickens lay more eggs on the weekends, and there are places where the chickens like to lay. Some places are easy to get to and can be checked regularly. That is not the case with all places. Rattlesnake gulch is a special place where the golfers hack the balls into a jungle like setting along a stream. If you let the gulch ripen you will find many balls there. Best to let the gulch ripen for a week, so Kadizzle hunts the gulch on Sundays. This gets us to the insanity. 

Rattlesnake gulch has one deep pocket of water about five feet deep. In the clear water you can see six or more chicken eggs. Kadizzle rigged up a long pole to retrieve the eggs, but the pole was not long enough. Then bean brain decided he could reach the eggs with the pole if he waded into the water. Beside the golf course where golfers might be able to see him the man with mental problems took off his pants and waded into the pool in his underwear. Kadizzle had no idea how quickly the depth dropped off and fell into the water. What the hell, why not dive down and just pick up the golf balls. First, Kadizzle forgot he had hearing aids in his ears. He almost lost them and needless to say they got wet. 

Now the next problem. Without goggles seeing under water was poor. Kadizzle managed to get three of the six golf balls he had spotted. As the harvest took place Kadizzle put the golf balls in his underwear. Kadizzle has balls. Of the three golf balls recovered one fell out and so the whole insane process only yielded two. 

The soaking clothes and cool water felt good on a hot day. Returning to the mountain home Kadizzle threw the new finds in the massive bin that now has about a thousand golf balls. The guy at the golf course said he would pay fifty cents a piece of the treasure. That would come to $500, which should pay for at least one visit to the the psychiatrist.