My boys come by their crazy death-defying ways genetically. The tiny speck of white in the notch at the top of the far off jutting rock at Vasquez Rocks is my hubby--pre-surgery, of course.
When you hike around here, you are sitting on top of the San Andreas Faultline. We like to live dangerously apparently! Of course, any place in California is dangerous. Remember, we have Hollywood!
It is always best to come when the rattlers aren't active. Of course, we were wrong about this excursion. It was April and apparently they are early risers!
Follow the white dot!
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