The rope bracelet I've had on my right ankle almost nonstop since May 1995 finally broke last night:
I tied it on while about 75 feet up in a tree in Idyllwild, California, hanging parachutes for shade. Some of you know the whole story, some of you probably don't. I'm going to write more about it, but not here. You can ask me if you're interested.
The only time I took it off for any extended period of time in the last eighteen and a half years was a couple weeks in Fall 1995 when I had really bad poison ivy on that ankle. Since then, I've taken it off fewer than ten times, and then only to wash it / decontaminate it. (Many readers know my long, difficult history with poison ivy and poison oak.)
When I ski, I had to loosen it completely to get it up above my ski boot, so the knots didn't dig into my leg. When I went to do a court appearance or somewhere else where formal dress was expected or required, I made a calculated decision whether I was going to wear it on the outside or inside of my sock. Almost every time, I decided to wear it outside of the sock, the few exceptions including job interviews, and jury trials. I wore it on the outside of the sock for everything from outdoor activities to weddings to being in court.
Normal wear and tear, showering with it, getting it filthy hundreds and thousands of time, and loosening and tightening every time I took socks on or off finally did it in.
J and I are considering what kind of special end it might get. Suggestions are welcome!
Seems apropos that it would break now, up here in South Lake Tahoe.
I tied it on while about 75 feet up in a tree in Idyllwild, California, hanging parachutes for shade. Some of you know the whole story, some of you probably don't. I'm going to write more about it, but not here. You can ask me if you're interested.
The only time I took it off for any extended period of time in the last eighteen and a half years was a couple weeks in Fall 1995 when I had really bad poison ivy on that ankle. Since then, I've taken it off fewer than ten times, and then only to wash it / decontaminate it. (Many readers know my long, difficult history with poison ivy and poison oak.)
When I ski, I had to loosen it completely to get it up above my ski boot, so the knots didn't dig into my leg. When I went to do a court appearance or somewhere else where formal dress was expected or required, I made a calculated decision whether I was going to wear it on the outside or inside of my sock. Almost every time, I decided to wear it outside of the sock, the few exceptions including job interviews, and jury trials. I wore it on the outside of the sock for everything from outdoor activities to weddings to being in court.
Normal wear and tear, showering with it, getting it filthy hundreds and thousands of time, and loosening and tightening every time I took socks on or off finally did it in.
J and I are considering what kind of special end it might get. Suggestions are welcome!
Seems apropos that it would break now, up here in South Lake Tahoe.
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