I still have my license.

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I had thought the 'written' test would be the difficulty.  I did miss two of the five possible.  Though to be fair, one of the questions I simply marked the wrong answer... meaning to and knowing the correct answer.  The other question I "got wrong" was not wrong.  It was a multiple choice.  However, the test question added content that was not in the book.  Now, while the test answer potential made perfect sense, according to physics, that it was not included in the manual meant that, usually, it would be the wrong answer.  I call that a trick question.  Still, no problems so long as I finished it.  The driving test was much closer.  Very close.  That is quite particular.  Then again, because my peripheral vision is good, I don't think the evaluator understood that I very much DO look in my blind spots.  She usually tests people who have very poor eyesight and poor mobility, who have to goose-neck around and stare for a bit.  Though the line for the crosswalk, yeah... I push that.  Though rather typical from what I have seen, if typical doesn't matter for a state eval.  At least she was pleasant.  Not on anybody's side, but no need to chastise the messenger.

I did not get out early enough to hike, and by the time I was finished with the in-office minor physical testing, the written portion, and the driving part, I am not sure there was time to hike.  The winter hours are until 18:00, for the path.  I am not sure if these are still winter hours.  Especially with snow, possibly, on the trail up there.  So that was out for today.  Tomorrow, though, I am hoping to go out and up, though perhaps higher into the high valley through the canyon.  Or the trail.  Just depends on how things work out.  I did, however, get over to, perhaps, begin a project that has been haunting me for some time.  It's been bugging me down to my bones.  Time will tell if anything comes of it.  It may take a bit of pushing... urhm... guidance.  It is on my bucket list.

As it turns out, only my "diabetes" is an issue.  I will have to see a doctor, and have him sign off on my "diabetes".  The problem, it seems, is that they worry a diabetic could go into a diabetic coma.  The thing is, that only happens when blood sugars dip low, like 60 or below.  The DMV has no choice, protocol.  The thing is, the V.A. knows damn well my blood sugar has never dipped except when they overloaded me on insulin, back when I lived in Iowa (seven to nine years ago), and then never happened again, before or after.  My blood sugar, let on it's own, stays between 200 and 300 (though climbed to 600 when it first became known, and only because I was drinking regular soda at the time).  Once I (mostly) gave up sugar, it stays in the 200 to 300 range without ever dipping.  So, this is a political witch hunt.  I will have to find a local doctor who will take cash, see what he needs, do that, and get this tended, while I remain here.  No connection with the V.A. will be allowed, period.  Can't trust the bastards.  Some are good, some are pure evil, and I can't tell because they are all smiling.

So, now, I begin a hunt for land in Alaska, and begin figuring out how to extricate myself from here.  I have no choice.  They will hound me into a nursing home, overdose me to get as much cash for their system as they can out of me, then dump me in some hole if I don't leave before they get their hands on me... one way or another.  I have a few things to do this year, promises to keep.  Then...  Time to leave you to it.  All good, I was needing some incentive to do more.  A raft, pretty soon, to begin learning to use it, seeing how trustworthy it is, perhaps even finding a small motor for it.  Much of my camping gear will do, as is.  A bit of practice in the summer, up there will help.  And then cabin sitting next or the following winter to learn a bit more.  It looks like there is no choice.

Yes, but I best get out tomorrow.  I need to check the mail early.  Then maybe check out a fly fishing shop I heard mentioned.  I am out of money for anything extra this month, with the trip, so it will just be a meet and great, question and answer, scouting thing.  Then to some trail or other.  I hope there is still a bit of snow up there.  There has been so little of it this winter.  Later.  Wait, make that a good night.  I'm trying to maintain days.  Hmm... in Alaska I won't have to do days... sometimes there are no days, sometimes there is no night.  Yikes?  Yum?  Dunno.  I'll find out.