As far back as to when Sacha was barely out of diapers, okay maybe not as far, the three guys (French Husband, Fabrice (Sacha's childhood friend) and Sacha, plus one tough cute cookie named Chelsea do some sort of crazy endurance outing for pleasure. As much fun as they proclaim they have I know I would freak out on the first rope hang, cliff dive, or rock climb. My idea of fun is not at all in the same realm as this sort of thing. They promised they would send photos, which came in as snapchats.
All the photos are from Chelsea and Fabrice.
Guess which trail they took?
The hike involved going up and up and up…
From experience that I would rather not recall, nor say I have had with French Husband, let us just say he often gets lost, yet claims he knows the way. So whatever the map says imagine tripling it and that is the true distance you will do when you are hiking with him. Though it does not triple the fun.
French Husband often begs me to come along, trying to pretend it is a piece of cake, or a glass of wine, or a walk in the park… Yet when they return, I ask Chelsea, "Could I have done it?" Her response is always the same, "No way!"
When I said, "It looked like a beautiful walk." They laughed, "Yeah it was way more than that." Which meant it was a fantastic beast of pleasure.
Sacha and Fabrice have been friends since they were three years old. We use to live on the same street.
Happy after all.
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