I am under strict orders not to tell Bab what I read about this backpacking trail. I am not to talk about how high or narrow or steep. And I shant. But I do feel it's my duty to mention that should you plummet the 1,000ft drop off the 4ft causeway, you will have plenty of time to shout your final words, so I suggest you start planning accordingly. I'm thinking my parting effigy will be something sweet and simple, like "TJ! I forbid you to remarry!"
If you do make it across, a change of underwear might be savvy.
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I'm glad I didn't read this before we left. JAN and TJ were the bravest I ever saw! Dave was about as scared as me.
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