RATTLESNAKE MOUNTAIN 100X February 12, 2022

Having to be frugal, I rested a lot in bed for a week or more. Going out to get food, I usually felt lousy, as I couldn't spend a decent sum on finer dining. Staying up late at night, it was so hard to get up out of bed the next morning. I lay in bed, resting for most of the day, and then got to the TV later at night. With the threat of war looming in Eastern Europe, it was a relief each day to see that nobody was yet invaded.

I did a search on old Club names, to find much of the old guard had passed on, with I guess many of the rest in care homes or where. Back in the 1980's, I must have been the youngest one to lead peak trips, as the rest became disinterested, and never carried on the chapter tradition of conducting peak climbs. So, the way that they'll have it, with never the op for me to provide bargain carpools with experienced leadership. I did all of my many road trips solo, with such exploration fun all safely and successfully. Nobody even acknowledges that I do this, despite all of my webwork.

Supposing that I was relapsing into a poor mental condition, I did research with my tech to find out what I might do to get better. Certain foods and a good diet help your mental health, and this all doesn't cost an arm or a leg. With today's IT, you can get so very useful information for free!

Yesterday, it was near record warmth, and the TV station weatherman glowed over the afternoon conditions. I got out of bed to cook some groceries, then rested back in bed to about 2:40 p.m. Determined to improve my health and hiking, I forced myself up, motored to the fast food for a smoothie versus diet soda, then felt okay to motor to the customary trailhead. People were hiking, and I donned only two light layers for my 100X on the Rattlesnake. I hoped for better times ahead, as last year, I had been moving into my new home. I stayed active then, and frequently went hiking, with dining.

Wishing not to worsen my mental condition, I got a good, healthy organic salad at the buffet bar, then dark chocolate with almonds to help on my moods. I had figured that I was declining into old age, and so lonely with nobody to chat with. Passing on a shake as the fast food arch was darkened, I had ice cream back once home. Then to webwork, and to fry some chicken wings on the day of the big game. The doc back in Sacramento had said to take it easy, as I was aging into my 60's, but he hated my peak bagging. I moved to my new home, and took it easy then, with walks or working on my hillside yard. I figured that I was dead from my lifelong peak activity, and even had to be checked into the hospital as I was in despair.

So, sitting tight, the city median home values have reached new heights. Said to now be in good shape due to my above average equity, my hope is for my investments to further skyrocket, and then to have the car company start providing auto insurance for this state. This will free up near a thousand a year for spending, and my hoped for plan to get my 3 into robotaxi service may even come true. Maybe also roommates, and then I'd be flush with so much income, I could get fine dining every day. While my hopes to reap so much extra income start to look like a pipe dream, excellent things do happen. I have to survive, and money does assist in my mental health. With a good restaurant meal to look to every day, this gives me something to look forward to every day. Then to peak bagging anew, although undoubtedly solo.

My car drive train is under warranty for another 6+ years, so I'm situated pretty good on my future travels. Pity that no one will ever contact me for teaming up, though it seems the Club will get rid of the peak sections and all activities. In this town, there has mostly never been any interest in peak bagging as we did it in other chapters, and mostly it's people from out of state to come here to enjoy the exercise and views. Pleased to have the summits mostly to myself, few sign in the registers, and nobody ever calls or messages me for inquiries or joining forces. Though I was taken for a fool, giving cheap or even free rides, and providing my guiding services as a volunteer, some of the peak sections would then dine or speak with me.

I believe that I have no match in my peak bagging for the northern parts of these states, though the Los Angeles and Bay Area people are so competitive. The newer past leaders don't share photos or videos, so who really knows what they do? Maybe one person carries on his own website, with just text and photo links, no video. His claims are to many thousands of bumps, but there is Photoshop and plain deception. The tougher peaks may now be beyond me, at least solo, and then the government threatens me with jail or fines if I disregard their summit register ban. I had hoped for newly retired people to climb with me, but there are none. No peak section meetings or trips ever to meet new climbers, and the online ops are poor. I offer even money or salary, but I've now given up. Refused any positive press, except for decades ago, which came to nothing, I do like the local area, and there's pretty girl hikers. What can come out of the blue, with Club peak section members calling me up, and then the carpools and climbing company.

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