you raise your slalom course and then have to politely ask a fisherman to move out of the way.
He’s a good guy but comments, “I used to slalom but I’m too old for that young stuff now”.
“how old are you sir?”, I ask.
“65”, he says.
Then my 66 year old buddy runs four consecutive, very easy 28’s.
We celebrated with Baileys in our coffee.
It’s good to be old.