Walked on Mesa Trail and downtown to library. Listened to Cher's Heart of Stone cassette and admired full moon through gauzy curtain of clouds and framed by tall poplars. Wore Everyday Nike Frees and they seem OK. Have to accelerate this shoe-checking and decide which ones to keep and which to return. Asics seems a keeper, Nike Vomero hurts my heel spur but I need to try it a few more times, the Nike Everyday Free and Nike Free seem surprisingly comfortable.
Finally disputed with credit bureaus the closed accounts that are listed as open. Was a combination of speaking to real people, snail mailing, using an online form, and using an automated phone menu. They'll ask the sources to verify the information they provided.
On Monday, Dorothy was checking out with her binocs, as was I, to see if there were any naked bods to be seen in San Antonio Hot Springs from our aerie lunch perch above the cliffs on the Valles Caldera west rim. She told me some stories about when she took life drawing classes at Fuller Lodge Art Center.
Waiting to hear estimate from SF roofing company, Brian McPartlon Roofing, on recaulking and reflashing our leaky furnace vent pipe. The estimator took digital photos of the vent pipe on which to base the estimate. I was impressed that he showed up for the 9am appointment. LP Roofing, who replaced our roof 13 years ago and came out twice to try to patch the leak, has never called back to set up a time.
I'm looking forward to tomorrow's hiking adventure with the LL group. It will be a hot one but I need company after staying inside and on the phone for most of the day. Thursday I'd like to explore Las Conchas again. I may decide to go up the way I went up last Friday just because it's shorter than walking in from Corral Canyon or Peralta Road. I'd like to also explore the old road and trail at the bottom of the hill. Could be that I won't get back up to Las Conchas on Thursday but exploring the trails at the bottom will be satisfying too. Guess I'll give up for now on ever having a hiking partner other than Dorothy once a week. I had always hoped that I could hike with daughter but she's a very busy lady. Spouse is working too hard and out of shape anyhow. Alice, next door neighbor, has possibilities but I can't imagine her wanting to go up Las Conchas. Maybe if I wait long enough , our grandson would want to hike with me. At least I can get some human company in the meantime by going on some group hikes.