No reason to be thinking about rafting with fresh snowfall on the ground in Leavenworth , except I just received an invitation to compete in a nationally-sanctioned horseshoe tournament to be held in Petaluma, California, in the spring after finishing third in my division at the World Senior Games in St. George, Utah. I started throwing 'shoes on a Green River raft trip in the mid-80s. The Green is a tributary of the Colorado, and this was one of those "busman's holidays" river trips where guides come together following a season of harrowing, heart-warming and hubristic experiences to . . . unwind. Despite being an expatriate Texan living in the Northwest, I had never thrown a horseshoe in my life. As a matter of public record, the only horse I ever rode I paid twenty dollars an hour for the privilege to do so. I cottoned to throwing horseshoes from the outset. Unlike slow pitch softball, you could be competitive in horseshoes with a beer in hand. Now, I don'...
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