Some friends in our ward had cousins in town. They all wanted to try some rappeling, so of course they called the Rappel Master. I had not been in a while, so I tagged along, too.
As you can see, I quickly remembered why I had not been in a while.
Going off the edge is the hardest part, but then it is actually very fun.
I guess being married to the Rappel Master is not so bad. He is even kinda cute.
3 comments:
I used to tell you: "If your friends go jump off a cliff, does that mean you should go jump off a cliff?" Hmmmm!
Dad
Hey Jill,
I found your blog! You are either very smart and brave, or maybe not. I have rappeled before and now I can honestly say 'I am too old'. That will mean the same as 'I am too scared'!
Hey Robert has an invite to your folks blog. Do you think you could wrangle me an invite? Your parents must miss your cute children. They are really grownig up.
Love
Aunt Glenna
The Rappel Master and his Rappel Mistress make quite the cute couple! Chris and I usually go out for ice cream...boring, huh?
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