After selling Multi Media, I wanted to get the old gang back together for a proper adventure. Hiking to the top of the hill behind our house to plant a soccer ball on a stick — our tribute to Wilson — seemed like just the right kind of gloriously pointless fun. So Byron, Elva, Kenny, Rocky, his two kids, and I turned it into a full-on day to remember.
The hike was pure freestyle — no trail, no plan, just a hill and a lot of enthusiasm. What still amazes me is that with all of us scrambling through the brush, not a single person crossed paths with a rattlesnake. Truly a miracle, or maybe just dumb luck. Either way, Wilson made it to the summit, and so did we.
The team for the day
Looking back at the house
Closing in on the top
Heading back down
Watch out Elva!
The pool party after the hike
