Author: CW Spencer

I got another great deal from Sirius radio for my birthday this spring. Three more years of crystal clear sound and seemingly unlimited variety. Due to a decent speaker system in my Honda, my neighbors can enjoy it too as I pull into my driveway on our quiet street. Often the dial is stuck on channel 6, enabling me to relive the ‘60s. It’s almost like I’m there in the studio with my favorite group. I can hear each voice. Each instrument. But something is missing. It isn’t the music selection. Or sound quality. Definitely …

Late in May I went camping at Kincaid Lake State Park near Falmouth, Kentucky. I was in charge of the Memorial Day camper church service that weekend. I can nearly always talk my friend Brian into going. Once again he was a pushover. He likes to camp as much as I do, if that is possible. And I am always grateful for his part in the camper ministry. I reserved our spot online. I was surprised we were even able get one on a holiday weekend, though it was down the hill in the primitive tent area far …

First it was forgetting my mask. I’d get to a store entrance, see the mask sign, and then walk back to the car to get it. The only plus about forgetting was that it added to my daily step total. It got worse. Apparently one of the side effects of my vaccination is I’ve become even more oblivious to signs. A couple weeks ago I walked halfway through the produce section at Kroger before I even thought of my mask. Luckily there was one in my pocket and I slapped it on before anyone noticed. …

A couple weeks ago my friend Brian and I met to carry out phase two of the backpacking plan we started last fall. This time we would start at the East Fork Park office and carry our backpacks to a primitive spot on the backpacking trail. Brian got some lighter equipment at Christmas for this year’s hiking since, unlike last fall’s backpacking trip, he would actually have to carry the pack. Brian’s load weighed in at about 35-40 pounds until he loaded on the 5 pound fire log I asked him to carry. Yes, I …