"Indeed it is!"
The voice boomed from behind, and it startled me.
I spun around to face a wide smile surrounded by an even wider black beard. Bright, active eyes glinted out from under a wide brimmed hat and his right hand was held out, proffering a handshake.
"It is indeed a beautiful world, and the evening accompanies it perfectly!" he observed.
He was dressed much like myself: good stout walking boots, shorts, a top with many pockets and a backpack that threatened to burst at the seams. His skin was tanned and he looked every inch an outdoor gentleman.