I've taken the plunge

Mom asked me to go repelling with the youth as a chaperone for Saturday--she had to twist my arm and pull my ear, but she eventually convinced me to get up and go. Both Scooter and I went down Aussie-style, John and Marcus performed several flying leaps of death, and Lisa. . . well she went down. We are proud of her. I think we need to get some pictures of that up. I didn't take any of them, though.