On Sunday after church we went for a walk in the forest. Not just any forest. A forest in Kitsap County where Godspell was playing.
First our family boarded the 11:10 a.m. ferry for Bremerton and hung out near the gangway to show our young grandsons the churning water as the boat pulled away from the dock. In the cloudless sky, a red and white para-sail floated in front of the Space Needle. Mt. Rainier stood guard to the south. Seagulls glided alongside the ferry as we headed toward the Olympic Mountains. Truly a spectacular Seattle summer day.
In Bremerton, we followed Kitsap Way to our destination—the Kitsap Forest Theater. An attendant helped us park. It was about 1:15, and we had 45 minutes until show time. Just right.
With our water bottles and small coolers, we descended into the valley on a wide and winding trail. As the little boys raced ahead of us, our son-in-law cautioned them to slow down or they might stumble. They ran circles around us.
Along the path, signs with quotations from the world’s great thinkers put us in a Godspell mood. We hiked for a good ten minutes. At the amphitheatre, formed from giant steps carved into the hillside, we settled in a shady spot on blankets we’d brought (and a rented cushion) and ate lunch. Sunday was hot—I was thankful to be wearing a hat.
Godspell, a Broadway musical created by Stephen Schwartz and John-Michael Tebelak in 1970, features nine actors who bring to life the Gospel of Matthew, a book I read every year. Although our daughter was in Godspell a few years back, none of our family was involved this time. We came to see our friend and fantastic actor, Daniel Kluth, who played the role of Jesus. He was right on.
Talk about a show! The energetic performers had a great time singing and dancing and playing, so we did, too. We loved the puns and other humor. Except that after a while, our 10-month-old grandson David, who doesn’t yet appreciate wordplay, got more interested in the treasures in my backpack. As he pulled out paper, pens, makeup, etc, his delighted baby squeals coincided with the one-liners onstage. Cracked us up.
The time flew! We refueled on cookies and ice cold water during intermission, David napped, and before we knew it, the show was over.
Afterwards, we toured behind the scenes and trekked back up the hill. This time I took advantage of the benches along the way, not only because it was 96 degrees that day but also to savor the forest a little bit longer.
Note: Godspell is playing for only one more weekend. Get tickets online or in the forest.