A couple of days ago I had on my list of things to do the rearranging of some rocks in the back yard. 
You have to remember that I live in Reno, NV , in the Sierra Nevada mountains. Rocks here can grow a little bigger than the average Midwest rock. The top point of the offending rock, shown here next to a spade garden shovel is 21″ (53 cm).
I had just moved a larger, heavier rock and was attempting to roll this one closer to the first one. I was behind it, reached down and pulled up to flop it onto the side facing the camera. As I pulled up I felt a tear on the inside of my left elbow near the bottom of my bicep similar to ripping apart a small piece of Velcro.
My arm has been in a sling with ice applied ever since. The Swift has a side-by-side seating arrangement so I fly with my left hand on the stick and right hand on the throttle. This has put a serious crimp in my plans for flying the Swift to the West Coast Swift Fly-in this weekend or flying it anywhere for that matter.
So, while Swifts from around the area are headed to O70, I’m headed to see an orthopedic specialist for a prognosis. I’ll heal and there is plenty to do here at home, it’s just a bit disappointing.
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2 responses to “Bad Day at Big Rock”
Hi Tracy,
Sorry to hear about that, you have to stop thinking that you’re superman and those rocks are creampuffs. Heh!
Don’t feel bad, though, I seem to have the same luck too, but just not pulled tendons or muscles…
Bill y Rocio down in Paradise. Uhuh, Sure
Bill,
Several other people have told me the same thing. It’s one of those jobs that by now I ought to be hiring somebody else to do. It’s hard to get into that frame of mind. I’m working on it, but it’s not coming easily.
I didn’t realize you had internet access on the beach! 🙂
Take care,
tr