This week was the final week of my spring curling season. While there is a pickup round next Monday, I’ll be on an airplane and so will miss it. I didn’t play my best game of the season this week (that was last week) and failed to execute on my final rock of the season, but I played well overall and we cruised to victory in the final week for a top half finish. It is a slightly bittersweet thing to take my broom home for the summer, but I’ll find some alternative activity for a few months to fill my Monday evenings until the humidity relents a little in the late summer.

When this newsletter goes out, I will either have finished or will still be out for a morning turkey hunt. I haven’t been for a few years and I’ve missed it, so I made a long drive in order to sit for a few quiet mornings and try to garner some action. More on that next week. This was a great chance for a change in scenery regardless, even if I’m going to have other changes in scenery in each of the next two weeks also for work-related travel. I’ve been getting restless, so much so that even on my drive I listened to an audiobook recounting one of the great journeys taken during the age of discovery some five hundred years ago. This certainly won’t be an unplug-for-several-days situation, but at least I’ll be able to spend my free time in the woods for a few days as opposed to just walking on paved trails or watching television.