slippin
i climbed out on the ice in my snowshoes to get a picture of john as he climbed an ice waterfall with his axes and spikes. immediately upon stepping on the ice i slipped and fell and slid towards the edge of the cliff. we had just been talking about what to do when you slip on ice - which is take up as much space as you can. i fell and somehow remembered this. i spread out wide and pressed hands, feet, head, everything into the ice, hard. i skidded to a stop right before going over into the abyss. everytime i tried to move though, i slipped again. so i just had to lay there until john came over with his spikes and dragged me off. he took a pic first though, naturally.
it was scary. but i lived.
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