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dancers on the Mediterranean coast

Dali handed the last bag of gear down the cold aluminium ladder and we started winding our way along the trail cut into the cliff face.  We shuffled along 30 feet above the churning white water, close enough to feel the spray on our faces.  The width of the trail made me feel pretty safe but as I looked over our team of 12 I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself and wonder, “What in the world were you thinking!”

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