Ah, you have to love the name of “Hairy Man.” I am a hairy man and I do. Especially when they celebrate it. Run, hairy man, run.

Our group went to Cat Hollow for disc golf. All seven of us. We are getting quite large.

We had Jon in our group and we didn’t have long to wait to invoke his powers. On hole 3, he had to climb up a tree.

Sadly, someone has started to advertise on the goals. Grrr…

For lunch we went to Extreme pizza again. Jon brought a Tichu deck for us to play. However, Adam hosed us by yanking out the special cards and making us play mini bridge.

Apparently everyone did not get enough disc golf. There was enough interest in playing again. So we went to Wilco. Adam and I were still partners. But instead of sucking like we did at Cat Hollow, we did great. We jumped out in the lead. And then to keep John and Rehana from catching up, we kept “push”ing John. Each time John’s team scored great, our team received the same score. This is a “push” in bridge terminology. And hence the cry of: “Push the Gravitt” was heard.

John found a rather large bee-hive in a tree on hole 18. Mmmmm, honey….