Jag Fail, Un-fail

We did Macanaquah. In a day that hit 100 degrees. Damn. Then Mark threw his disc down a deep, deep, deep ravine, into a creek. That happens.



You know Macanaquah, right? OK, yes, I was laughing as he fished that out, but know why? I've been there.

But check out this recovery! Glow! What we Indiana Jags mean to say: Hey, we are practicing! We are just about ready to unleash the plastic hounds, yo.