Well, after last week’s mystery, we learned today that we must not have worked hard enough. Today we did. My ankles feel like shattered glass but my spirit and psyche are hovering well above the butte. Angus, as is his wont, is largely responsible.
Sun, rocks, and greenup. And ibuprofen, Balvenie, and Lulu’s. As good a Saturday as I can ask for. Leslie was on call so couldn’t come along, so it actually could have been better. Not that I’m complaining. Just sayin’.
Strategically speaking, conditions last week were very similar, and we hunted the same areas that we did today, but just not as hard or thoroughly. We also focused today only on the sunny slopes, which gave us a great view of the inversion layer in the valley. Arg. Gotta take the good with the carcinogenic. But The Balvenie certainly can help. In moderation, of course.