The Hill & the Haas

Before breakfast we walk up the hill, checking picnic and sundown spots (sadly our main tree was ruined by progress), flowering trees, and the grazing herd. An attempt to film Paul and the bull failed due to cowardice and imminent fatal goring.

In the evening we arrive late for a pleasant supper with Fritz and Mirjam, after the lousy Pathfinder suddenly stopped dead under the 27 and had to be taken to Hans’ taller at Tennis Vidal.