I really should have more pride than to show this post to all of cyber space. But, evidently I don't.
While in Costa Rica, we walked through a creek gorge on our way to the zip line. It was rocky, muddy, slick, and uneven.
I started out navigating it on my own with just verbal instructions.
The "gazelles" (our students) were already far ahead of me, out of sight.
Andy, whom I called California, took my hand to help me over a rough place - - -
And he never let go.
Mostly because he had to haul me up and over those rocks like a hydraulic lift!!!
Did I mention it was rocky, muddy, slick, and uneven???? Well - - - it WAS rocky, muddy, slick, and VERY uneven.
I thought I might lie down and die right in there.
Exactly when did this happen????? When did I become a fragile senior citizen?????
Good grief! I USED to turn cartwheels through gullies.