Wet Again

Rockport, Texas

The grading of the granite started early this morning. The operator/owner was a very personable fellow and an excellent operator. This is a side line business for him. The campground owner and the equipment operator put the extra granite in several spots in the campground that could use it well. Things are coming along nicely here.
After the tractor work was done, the campground owner raked in the small spots of granite in the corners etc. Next he took his golf cart and used it to pack the granite into place.
After all this it was time for the saltwater treatment for my leg. It did not get any worse over night for a change. Down at the beach was more folks than yesterday. It was not crowded at all. While doing my soak the city was raking the beach to pick up the sea grasses and small trash along the waters edge. Sometimes the operator would get the tractor out into the water a couple of feet.
The beach had already been raked in the area above the grass/water line. This certainly is a nice place.

While standing in the water waiting for enough time to elapse, a familiar sound hit my ears. It took me a couple of minutes to recognize it from my time in Viet Nam. When the owner of the sound finally dawned on me, a glance to the sky confirmed the presence of a B-52 airplane. They certainly helped us ground pounders while I was over there.
Late this evening when the temperature moderated a little bit, another few holes of golf was attempted. This time score was kept and the final tally was 47 for nine holes. The Champions Tour is not worried about me joining any time soon.

After showering and rest for a few minutes, the closest restaurant got some business from me. Since today was payday from the SSA, it was celebrate another month of living time. Months are counted now since days go by way too fast to count at my age. When the meal was finished and the restaurant exited, the temperature had moderated enough that some time was spent on the veranda just goofing off. The breeze from the waterfront about five blocks away was almost cool. It was a wonderful way to finish a day of trying to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.