Frodo headed towards a rather high up hill. "Follow me. I know the perfect place to go."

((So my iPod changed Frodo to Gordon in the last one...?))

Sam just raised an eyebrow but followed him, huffing and puffing a bit.

He stopped at a clearing beside a rivier. The ground was covered in flowers. "Here." He smiled proudly.

"Whoa..." Sam smiled back to him and took in the view before setting to basket down.

Frodo took the blanket out and sat it on the ground before sitting on it and patting the side beside him for Sam to sit.

Sam just smiled and put the basket down first, then plopped down. "Ouf...." He sighed softly and then started to dig through the basket.