I'm in a rut.
Today was kind of windy, and a cool front is supposed to be coming through tomorrow, which will take the high temperature down to the mid 60s, but the 80s and 90s are still in the 10-day forecast.
I still haven't made up my mind what I'm going to do, but I'm going to need some groceries by early next week, so maybe that will kick me into gear and force me to get out and do something. I've just been so contented and comfortable where I'm at, it's hard to work up enough ambition to do something else. It looks like I've managed to get myself into the rut that I frequently write about.... Getting in it is easy; getting out, not so much.
One of the hobbies that I used to enjoy was archery. I enjoy shooting a bow, but my full-time lifestyle didn't seem suited to hauling around archery equipment, including a foam backstop for targets everywhere I went. But sometimes, when I'm in a place like I am now, which would be perfect for setting up a target and shooting a bow, it makes me miss not having one to shoot.
I still have eight or ten bows in storage, but they're old, classic, kinda collectible Bear recurve bows, but they're not nearly as easy or accurate to shoot as the modern compound bows. For me, anyway. But since I'm thinking this summer, I want to spend more time out at my property near 11 Mile Reservoir, maybe I should retrieve a recurve bow or two from storage, and take it with me when I go out to "Pete's." I would have to spend some money on arrows and targets, and everything else a person needs to shoot a bow, because all I have is a bow.
But archery is a good way to get some exercise. Not only drawing the bow, but chasing the arrows all over creation when I miss the backstop….. Which is all too often with me, shooting an old recurve bow.
Theboondork
I went for a walk this morning up a hill to see if I could start digging my way out of this rut I'm in. I have found that if I get so deep in a rut that I can't peek over the edge and see the freedom on the other side, it’s much more difficult to get out of the rut.
My closest neighbors: the nearest one is about a hundred yards away.
Even though there are a lot of folks boondocked on this Arizona trust land, there's still plenty of room to get off by yourself if solitude is what you're after.
Partway up the hill, I got this shot of my new boondocking area, with my old boondocking area in the background, where all the RVs are.
I like it up here. There are hills to climb, Sandy dry washes to shuffle through, and mountains to enjoy. What more could a boondocker ask for?