The Walk

After dinner Rob drove John, Adam, Jack, and I up to a ridge overlooking the valleys Stroud is situated in. We brought along the SPUF (South Pasadena Ultimate Federation) disc I gave to Adam and Jack. I had taught them how to throw the "forehand" about an hour earlier and they were improving at a rate that made me jealous. But they were taken by surprise when I backhanded the disc about 45 yards. The next hour was spent in equal parts throwing, talking, and gazing out over a scene that can only be described as awe-inspiring. The setting sun colored the landscape beautifully, and sparkled playfully on the waters of the River Severn like a twinkle in the eye of god.