I like to fish, but for the last month, fishing gives me too much time to think. I've been keeping busy in the shop and reloading to keep my mind occupied. But, I'm getting better, pulling out of the fits of emotion and depression and accepting it all. I still have hope she'll get better despite what the doctors say. Too many stories out there of such things to give up. And, while the docs say she's "not responsive", I beg to differ. I've seen it in her eyes and she tries to talk to me. They are saying it's reflex, but they don't know the context of the conversaions and the responses and, well, I know this woman, 28 years does that.
They're shipping her off to Lubbock, half way to the north pole seems like, because this home caters to her condition and the ones closer to home are full. Seems there's not that many homes for patients that are non-responsive, tracheotomy, and on a ventilator. Anyway, if I'm going to drive to Lubbock, I thought a little pheasant hunt would do me some good, and, well, I've never done it. I'm a big time waterfowler down here, but upland requires more than a retriever. I've kicked a few bobwhites out of the brush, chased scaled quail on the west Texas desert, but I've yet to hunt pheasant or over a good pointer for any upland game. They tried experimenting with introducing 'em down here. I don't know if it's the heat, the fire ants, the hogs, or all of the above, but they gave up on the project.
Yes, I have flat tracked and started road racing in 1975. I raced mostly GP stuff, though I've raced big bikes on endurance teams in WERA. Started on RD Yamahas, got into TZ250s, raced AMA pro for a couple of years (went broke) on 250s, mostly club racing with CRRC which later became CMRA and WERA, got back into it in 1999 just for fun on 125GP stuff, and up until 2 years ago, I was racing minis on kart tracks for fun. I'm getting too old and fat, though. I don't know if I'll do even minis anymore. Still have my SV650S for the street. There are track days around, but it just feels like touring compared to competition. I've done a couple. I know what you mean about bad joints, though my back and neck are still okay. It's my knees, being folded up on those little GP bikes, My left knee is getting kinda bad. I've busted myself up over the years in crashes, but fortunately, nothing more than a few broken extremities, rotator cuff, and issues with the collar bone. I've seen much worse, had a friend killed in an AMA formula 0ne race in Brainerd, Minnesota back in the 80s. It's a rough sport and my health insurance isn't good enough, another reason to quit.
