We don’t travel on long weekends and I don’t need to tell you why. Instead, we usually have friends that brave the highways and come visit. After heading home from the local farmer’s market with our dinner, we ate, drank and then decided to go for a walk. We had to go find the old Climbing Tree. So we packed up the hammock, a few beer and the wineskin. We drank from the stream, found snails, wild mushrooms, flowers and bugs. We found a trail and we took it. We found another trail, and we took that one. We didn’t find the old Climbing Tree. But we did find the frisbee golf course. Beer and frisbee golf tonight, rain or shine.