Getting old sucks!!!!!

I took on a project that is going to be time consuming.
Then my new chainsaw developed an attitude so down to the shop I purchased it from.
Took four shooters with me and the gent that runs the shop down there made an acceptable offer
on all four.
Came home and fired up the mini excavator and have been digging for a while.
Gett'in pretty gooder at chasing the bucket with me eyes.
And I'm barely started.
Hopefully by weeks end I have accomplished something.

I almost made it out the door early Friday mourn'in.
Figured about $100 bucks worth of fuel, probably $400-$500 worth of ker-ching owt me paw-kit.
Ended up with ne-er ahh kupple g's staying home richer.

My humble appologies Mr. G.

Nothing at all to apologize for. Just happy to hear all is well.
 
Life is like a bike ride - when you're young, you are pedaling uphill, and think you'll never get to the top. When you do get there, man, what a view - the whole world is in front of you. Then, you start going downhill, picking up speed as you go. Then, you find out the bike has no brakes. After that, you find out there's a brick wall at the bottom.

I was hoping more for a bright white glow at the bottom to transition into but we'll definitely see at the end or all will just stop at that moment for the particular individual.
 
I was hoping more for a bright white glow at the bottom to transition into but we'll definitely see at the end or all will just stop at that moment for the particular individual.

Well, some people have reported a bright white light just before hitting the wall.
 
A friend has hardening of the arteries and his legs shut down. He is 70. He out walks us all 2 years ago. Not anymore. Do it while you can because you don't know what tomorrow brings. Bear beware the tigrr is coming. No tag soup.
Oh and at the bottom is a red flame!! At the top is a white light!!
 
One other thing I'll add is continue to get the yearly checkup. Blood work and the Faecal Occult Blood Test for cancer.
The other is get outside and seek adventures. The mulie buck huffing at you in the dark. The clucking grouse as it runs away. The grouse that explodes from the ditch and knocks your hat off. Sleeping like a baby after all that fresh air. Unless your sleeping in a tent in grizzly country. In the last 5 years I have seen a cougar, 6 grizzly's, 5 elk, 5 black bears on my trecks. The elk bulls are in freezers on the reserve now, I'm told.
It takes me 5 steps to be walking straight but then I can go all day. Walking is good for you and carry enough gun, where you can.
 
My poor mum had a phobia of going to bed at night.
Why, ask I?
I don't know if I will wake up in the mourn'in.
Can't be a horrible way to go, penses I.

My encounter with Mr. Fiskar was a close call.
Lotsah rouge lawst that day.
 
When I was young I had wet dreams and dry farts.

Now it's the other way around.:redface:
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Love it.

To bring it back to hunting, nothing's worse than having those when perched up in a tree stand, or more disgusting in a duck blind with other hunters.
 
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It appears I am in fine company and in the older age club with medical issues. I was extremely active and fit, then in my late 50's I got viral pneumonia. The virus settled in my heart and wrecked it. I was in tough shape. The doc's did not predict a good out come. I closed my business and moved north, figured I would die back in the north with a fishing rod in my hand.
Well it's been 10 years since I got sick and I am doing very well. My heart is what it is. I do what I can, when I can. Many things I can not do anymore, but there is a lot I can. Walking for hours on end in the bush is gone. I get winded very easily. Now I have an atv and an Argo. I built a very nice wooden permanent hunting blind that is insulated and heated. Years ago I would have scoffed at anyone using one, but I look at things differently now.
I get a new pacemaker this fall, looking forward to that, and hope it does not cut into my hunting and fishing time to much. I turn 67 soon. If anyone had told me at this age I would have hearing aids, a pacemaker, arthritis, gout, glasses, and take a small handful of pills daily it would told them they were crazy. You adapt, and overcome the best you can and carry on as it beats life in the marble orchard.
 
glasses .... i got them at 40 for reading

arthritis i got at 50.... the other problems are on going.

Trying to hold off on the ankle replacement .... till they get better/ longer between replacements

you do what you can when you can or when you want to ....... I do not know how my father made it to 92


It appears I am in fine company and in the older age club with medical issues. I was extremely active and fit, then in my late 50's I got viral pneumonia. The virus settled in my heart and wrecked it. I was in tough shape. The doc's did not predict a good out come. I closed my business and moved north, figured I would die back in the north with a fishing rod in my hand.
Well it's been 10 years since I got sick and I am doing very well. My heart is what it is. I do what I can, when I can. Many things I can not do anymore, but there is a lot I can. Walking for hours on end in the bush is gone. I get winded very easily. Now I have an atv and an Argo. I built a very nice wooden permanent hunting blind that is insulated and heated. Years ago I would have scoffed at anyone using one, but I look at things differently now.
I get a new pacemaker this fall, looking forward to that, and hope it does not cut into my hunting and fishing time to much. I turn 67 soon. If anyone had told me at this age I would have hearing aids, a pacemaker, arthritis, gout, glasses, and take a small handful of pills daily it would told them they were crazy. You adapt, and overcome the best you can and carry on as it beats life in the marble orchard.
 
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