As witnessed in these two long ago posts, my girl B and I have been going on our little girlfriendy mini adventures for quite a long time. It is always just the two of us.

Until this last Sunday...

We arrived on the top of our mountain, spread out some goodies and settled in for the usual sorting out of the ways of the world. And then we heard a man call out "Hello! Didn't want to startle you ladies but did you know that you are picnicking on a paragliding launch?" Um, not the typical way to start a conversation. Craig introduced himself and assured us that there was no need for us to move and proceeded to unfurl that glider right at our feet. Chit chat chit chat, exchange of business cards so we could get him these photos, a few more fascinating individuals arrived to watch and then,
he jumped off a cliff.

Part way through the slideshow below we all started yelling "woo hoo" and "yippee" and "um, BYE CRAIG!" right out into the sky.



The other onlookers bid us farewell, we settled back down on our blanket and clinked our glasses together while we agreed that this life is one great big adventure indeed.

Now go jump off a cliff why don'tcha (and I mean that in the nicest possible way). Woo hoo and yippee!