You know how “they” say that riding a bicycle is “hardwired” — that once you learn how to do it, you’ll never forget?
I came across another interesting example of that sort of muscle memory last night. Adrian had decided that he wanted to make a lanyard, so he did what any self-respecting geek would do: went to Amazon.com, ordered lanyard cord (aka “tactical cord”), then pulled up a webpage explaining how to make one.
I watched him struggle for 20 minutes or so before I just had to try it myself. After begging him to just let me show him how (assuming, of course, that I could figure it out again) and being _rejected(!), I was allowed to cut my own lengths of the cord to give it a shot. Much to my surprise, I really did remember how to do it. The rhythm of flip over, flip over, flip over, flip over, tuck under was apparently instilled in my hands through many (so many) lanyard-making sessions at camp, and it was now just _there_ for me.
Tomorrow night I’m angling for Ojos de Dios.