Getting old sucks!!!!!

Retired in June at 65 still going.Still doing firewood,kayaking and hunting getting forgetful,I got my Polygrip mixed up with my Preparation H I talked like an ####### for a while but my gums were not itchy.Like Don Cherry said I have more days behind me than ahead me,just the way it goes.
 
MIRAMICHIER said:
Retired in June at 65 still going.Still doing firewood,kayaking and hunting getting forgetful,I got my Polygrip mixed up with my Preparation H I talked like an ####### for a while but my gums were not itchy.Like Don Cherry said I have more days behind me than ahead me,just the way it goes.
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...:)
 
Johnn Peterson said:
I put the blame ;) on the metric system. Prior to going metric, my hearing and eyesight were virtually perfect. Over the years my hearing gradually deteriorated to a point, determined to be industrial induced hearing loss, and I received a WCB claim number. As a result am supplied with hearing aids. A few years back, on a trip to Alberta for an Antelope hunt on draw, I got a good example of how far my eyesight had deteriorated. My wife could read the big pale green highway signs before I could. After our return home the surgeon said "yes, it's time to deal with the cataracts". I was informed the procedure and standard lenses were covered by my medical plan but was questioned on what I did 'on the side'. I informed him, while I was no longer involved in competitive handgun shooting, I still enjoyed 'plinking' so I'd like a nice clear front sight picture at about 3'. Also, I'd also like to be able to see the horns on a Deer at 150yds. Right away, he recommended symfony lenses. He said, "the up side, they'll do anything you need. The down side, it'll be an additional $1,500.oo/eye". So, I went with his recommendation. I'd be willing to spend that on a decent rifle so why not do the same for my sight? NO regrets!! ;)Still lay the blame on the metric system:p.
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Metric system was brought to you by Pierre Trudeau, so blame Justin, I'm sure he's complicit.
 
Johnn Peterson said:
I put the blame ;) on the metric system. Prior to going metric, my hearing and eyesight were virtually perfect. Over the years my hearing gradually deteriorated to a point, determined to be industrial induced hearing loss, and I received a WCB claim number. As a result am supplied with hearing aids. A few years back, on a trip to Alberta for an Antelope hunt on draw, I got a good example of how far my eyesight had deteriorated. My wife could read the big pale green highway signs before I could. After our return home the surgeon said "yes, it's time to deal with the cataracts". I was informed the procedure and standard lenses were covered by my medical plan but was questioned on what I did 'on the side'. I informed him, while I was no longer involved in competitive handgun shooting, I still enjoyed 'plinking' so I'd like a nice clear front sight picture at about 3'. Also, I'd also like to be able to see the horns on a Deer at 150yds. Right away, he recommended symfony lenses. He said, "the up side, they'll do anything you need. The down side, it'll be an additional $1,500.oo/eye". So, I went with his recommendation. I'd be willing to spend that on a decent rifle so why not do the same for my sight? NO regrets!! ;)Still lay the blame on the metric system:p.
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It's not the metric system - jeez. How can you believe such nonsense???? Everyone knows it's the Freemasons. They make all the hills steeper, take the oxygen out of the air, and make the floors much lower than they were before.
 
Papaclaude said:
It's not the metric system - jeez. How can you believe such nonsense???? Everyone knows it's the Freemasons. They make all the hills steeper, take the oxygen out of the air, and make the floors much lower than they were before.
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When in doubt,;)I go to the logic of a true believer and his quote. "Due to the excitement, I can't remember if I fired five shots or six shots. But seeing as this is a 44 Magnum and the powerfull handgun in the world with enough power to blow your head clean off, you have to ask yourself one question. Do I feel lucky? Well do you punk?"
 
I will turn 60 in a few weeks. I am an insulin dependant diabetic. I had a heart attack 20 years ago. I crushed 3 vertabre in my lower back 26 years ago and have had several major surgeries to regain feeling in my legs. I ripped 3 of the 4 rotator cuff tendons off my shoulder and had surgery to reattach them. I still cut, split, and stack 7 to 8 chords of firewood each fall. I also hunt big game & birds 30 - 40 days each fall. I hike at least 3 km each day of the year. I am scared to slow down because if I do I might not get up again. LoL
 
Johnn Peterson said:
I put the blame ;) on the metric system. Prior to going metric, my hearing and eyesight were virtually perfect. Over the years my hearing gradually deteriorated to a point, determined to be industrial induced hearing loss, and I received a WCB claim number. As a result am supplied with hearing aids. A few years back, on a trip to Alberta for an Antelope hunt on draw, I got a good example of how far my eyesight had deteriorated. My wife could read the big pale green highway signs before I could. After our return home the surgeon said "yes, it's time to deal with the cataracts". I was informed the procedure and standard lenses were covered by my medical plan but was questioned on what I did 'on the side'. I informed him, while I was no longer involved in competitive handgun shooting, I still enjoyed 'plinking' so I'd like a nice clear front sight picture at about 3'. Also, I'd also like to be able to see the horns on a Deer at 150yds. Right away, he recommended symfony lenses. He said, "the up side, they'll do anything you need. The down side, it'll be an additional $1,500.oo/eye". So, I went with his recommendation. I'd be willing to spend that on a decent rifle so why not do the same for my sight? NO regrets!! ;)Still lay the blame on the metric system:p.
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Johnn, Johnn, Johnn, yew've been kawn'd.
T'ain't bout eye site.
Yer missus hazz bye farrrrr ahh better memory than yewse fur reed'in dem signs...……………………….:onCrack:
 
My friends I am young, 28 years at this particular moment in time but one of my closest friend and a fellow CGN'r who has now checked out at this time left me with sage counsel. We face miles and trials with smiles, and often he reminded me; "live, for I am coming. - Death"

67 is when we lost Vviking, but I was with him at our cabin on New Years eve the last NY before he kicked the bucket and you heard it here... he LIVED.

So I will too, I will run and gun as fast as I can. Ill slow down and savour as often as possible and when that pale horse is standing there riderless in front of me, ill saddle him up and take my song into the air.
 
I've had floaters on and off since I was a kid, annoying.
Papaclaude said:
Well, hunting season is just around the corner, and guess what? I'm a phoquing year older them last year. What does that mean? Well, there is less oxygen in the air. All the hills are now 15-20 degrees steeper, someone filled my hunting pack with rocks. But those are just your normal, year-to-year stuff. But, for the last 20 years or so, I've had tinnitus. Not very bad, just sounds like leaves rustling when there is no background noise. Which is enough to drive you nuts when you're in your stand. But now, oh, joy! I've added floaters. They're little black spots that scoot in front of your eyes. SO now, when I'm in my stand, I'll hear deer rustling in the leaves, and catch side glimpses of them out of the corners of my eyes. Can't wait for the season!
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Now an old rib injury has decided to kick up a fuss. Talk about kicking me when I'm down. I have to make a cart for dragging game out because carrying it out is not possible anymore. Back surgery is 95% success rate I'm told. If the ruptured or herniated disc doesn't heal that is my hope.
 
Fitting, indeed, but a little too melancholy for most of us, I suspect. I, for one, have no regrets. If I were to do it again, I'd change nothing. My life has been lived to the fullest, and without fear for the future.

If losing my canine companion is any indication, losing my dearest friend will be a kick in the balls. So, I will continue as I have, savouring every moment.

If any of you who appreciate the art of shotgunning and hunting, have been left behind by your closest friends, find it difficult to connect with like-minded folks, and live in Alberta, look me up. I won't try to replace what you have lost, but I will share your passion for life and genuinely be interested in both your stories past and future.
 
I'm 62 years old, overweight, out of shape, had broken my clavicle 7 times, head concussions, two completely torn ACL, all from sports............the desire is very strong to hunt, however I just have to go a lot slower.;)
 
I went deer hunting three years ago at the age of 72 for the first time. I went with a good friend who has bagged a deer every year for the past 30 years. I thought I was in reasonable shape for my age. I spent 5 days climbing up and down from a tree stand, which I enjoyed immensely. On the sixth day I was taken to the ER because of hip pain and couldn't walk without help. I was diagnosed as needing hip replacement surgery and since then I've had both hips replaced successfully. This year I hope to bag me some antlers. Unfortunately, my friend passed away within one year of my first hunt. Yes, getting old does suck some time.
 
Here is a story. My father who had 2 hip replacements was in his early 70's and was hunting alone. Right around dusk first week of rifle, ten minutes left before dark, he shot a monster Georgian Bay buck, one shot took a few steps and dropped. He gutted it and started to drag it out to the boat, which was just over 600 paces. He dragged it 30 yards and figured he wood not make it out by morning. He decided to go back to the cottage and get my mother all of 5ft 2in. for help. She got dressed, did not say a word and helped my father drag the monster buck back to the boat. My mother said that it was such a beautiful night, full moon, no wind. She did not say that it was romantic although it may have been. They left the buck in the boat and hung it in the morning. Sadly my father and mother cannot tell the story anymore.
 
65 this month, hip replaced, knee wired together, had brain surgery, poor hearing, no sense of smell or taste, but I still have 20/20 vision and a good memory. target shoot almost every day. Getting old is great.
 
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