I haven't done this in some years, but I took the day off for my birthday and had a solo walkabout. Coco had to work and was gone for the bulk of the day, the weather was cooperating, and I need the exercise, so off I went to clock 5.9 miles to commemorate the end of my 59th year.
(Of course, the 5.9 was arbitrarily selected for its symmetry in the title; I actually traveled a bit further than that.)
When I exited the trail and got back in the neighborhood, I was going to stop for a bite here at Homeskillet, but alas it was closed on Mondays. Still fun to look at!
fire about a week ago that I hadn't heard about.
Undaunted, I continued my journey, stopping briefly at Arlis's Restaurant for a cup of coffee and an excellent corn muffin.
All in all, a pretty sweet day, and a nice chance to reflect in what it means to be entering my sixtieth year. More on that later, as well.
Oh, and Elmo Lincoln was the first screen Tarzan.