Break Time
It's break time. I just finished a ten-page paper, and need to finish another one by tomorrow afternoon (although it WON'T be that long). What's happening around here?
Oh yeah, this past Saturday Amy and I went up to Santa Maria to grandma's house for the 19th Annual Easter Egg Hunt. Last year was the first time in its long and illustrious history that it did not happen. It was a lot of fun, especially when a water fight broke out between the adults and the kids. We won, mainly when my mom got soaked and then I poured a whole water bottle all over my dad. Amy got to see our family craziness, so that was good.
Then we went golfing at the local Par 3 course. Man, that was fun. Highlight of the day: I won! Second (and funnier) highlight of the day: My dad hit a ball off a tree that was four feet in front of him and it came screaming back into his forehead leaving a nice lump. My dad's new nickname is now Tiger Woods.
Yesterday was another day of fun. After Amy's class got out at 3:20, we drove north up the 14 and got off on the Angeles Forest Highway. We followed it for quite awhile until we found the place I wanted to park the car. We then proceeded down into the canyon itself. I had been there before twice to cliff jump. Amy and I were gonna to go to see if it was looking good enough for our IBEX hike this Saturday. What we got was an adventure that was a lot more dangerous than we had bargained for. The river was swelled way beyond anything I had ever seen. There was still snow visible in the mountains above and no doubt it was feeding the already high water from all the rain we've gotten this winter. We slowly made our way downstream, sometimes wading through a swift current. Finally we got to a mini-waterfall and decided to scale the cliff next to it to try to get through. We reached a dead end and decided it was either go home or jump in from about a 10 foot height into the river. We didn't know how deep it was so I jumped in first and found that it wasn't very deep. Maybe seven feet at the most. Amy couldn't get the nerve to jump for awhile, so I swam back into the freezing cold current. She jumped and both got to dry land.
We kept going, but were forced to wade in the water again. Finally, we made it to the place where my friends and I had jumped before. The calm, stagnant pool I had known was now a roaring waterfall and a rapid. There was no way we could jump in there, and the rope to climb back up the cliff after jumping was gone. Not knowing exactly how we'd get back we started for the car. I had wanted to get out at 6. When we finally (a few cuts and bruises later) got back to the car it was 7 o'clock and we were freezing. We cranked the heater up and started home, stopping at a McDonald's on the way back. It was definitely some of the most fun I've ever had, considering that I didn't die and we got out safe and sound. Amy says I saved her life at one point, where I stopped her from slipping down the cliff. I doubt the complete veracity of that statement but it does show you how dangerous it was.
Ok, back to my paper.
Oh yeah, this past Saturday Amy and I went up to Santa Maria to grandma's house for the 19th Annual Easter Egg Hunt. Last year was the first time in its long and illustrious history that it did not happen. It was a lot of fun, especially when a water fight broke out between the adults and the kids. We won, mainly when my mom got soaked and then I poured a whole water bottle all over my dad. Amy got to see our family craziness, so that was good.
Then we went golfing at the local Par 3 course. Man, that was fun. Highlight of the day: I won! Second (and funnier) highlight of the day: My dad hit a ball off a tree that was four feet in front of him and it came screaming back into his forehead leaving a nice lump. My dad's new nickname is now Tiger Woods.
Yesterday was another day of fun. After Amy's class got out at 3:20, we drove north up the 14 and got off on the Angeles Forest Highway. We followed it for quite awhile until we found the place I wanted to park the car. We then proceeded down into the canyon itself. I had been there before twice to cliff jump. Amy and I were gonna to go to see if it was looking good enough for our IBEX hike this Saturday. What we got was an adventure that was a lot more dangerous than we had bargained for. The river was swelled way beyond anything I had ever seen. There was still snow visible in the mountains above and no doubt it was feeding the already high water from all the rain we've gotten this winter. We slowly made our way downstream, sometimes wading through a swift current. Finally we got to a mini-waterfall and decided to scale the cliff next to it to try to get through. We reached a dead end and decided it was either go home or jump in from about a 10 foot height into the river. We didn't know how deep it was so I jumped in first and found that it wasn't very deep. Maybe seven feet at the most. Amy couldn't get the nerve to jump for awhile, so I swam back into the freezing cold current. She jumped and both got to dry land.
We kept going, but were forced to wade in the water again. Finally, we made it to the place where my friends and I had jumped before. The calm, stagnant pool I had known was now a roaring waterfall and a rapid. There was no way we could jump in there, and the rope to climb back up the cliff after jumping was gone. Not knowing exactly how we'd get back we started for the car. I had wanted to get out at 6. When we finally (a few cuts and bruises later) got back to the car it was 7 o'clock and we were freezing. We cranked the heater up and started home, stopping at a McDonald's on the way back. It was definitely some of the most fun I've ever had, considering that I didn't die and we got out safe and sound. Amy says I saved her life at one point, where I stopped her from slipping down the cliff. I doubt the complete veracity of that statement but it does show you how dangerous it was.
Ok, back to my paper.
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