In the Methow Valley in the '50s folks sometimes used to refer to old age as "going down the western slope." I suppose that's where I've been tracking for some time now, "down the western slope." But I've a few miles yet to go, and I hope enough time to tell a few tales about the journey.
I sail, play with other adult-size toys, paddle my kayak in quiet coves, and spend some evenings teaching basic boating safety and seamanship skills.
And I'm a ham radio licensee: K7VGW. For those of you in the 'know,' that will reveal much about the "real" me.
"Graybyrd" stories might sometimes be a touch erotic, but not something I wouldn't let my wife read. I hope they're worth your time.