so, off we go to the heights. hiking our way up to sketch rock. possibly dying from falling off. sitting on top of the world. chilling reading the Bible. just so happen to open up to Psalm 18. the chapter about how G-d is our rock and our salvation. how ironic! i'm chillin' on top of a rock, reading about how the Lord is our rock. might i mention listening to some fabulous phil wickham, and tenth avenue north, and underoath (some will seek forgiveness, others escape). life is just plain amazing at this point.
then a clan of little kids come. all just running amuck around. pretty amusing to watch i must say. then monique and i almost die climbing down, trying to avoid those kids (okay, maybe not so much).
then running down the trail, pretending like we're flying, just cause we can. then running up a huge, steep concrete drainage thing. hardcore dancing without music. yelling, because the echo sounds cool. going back down. grabbing my musical phone and running back up, almost dying from exhaustion. some more hardcore dancing to the killers. just about as indie as it gets. then back down to end our beautiful hiking adventure.
the end
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