Or so that was our intention. However, if you minimize that rock in the picture by a couple square feet and pretend the man is jumping onto the boulder instead of climbing it - then you get a good idea of the day's activities. Regardless, I fell squarely on my face and my sister severely bruised her tibia.
We also unsuccessfully tried to make a fire by chipping off magnesium from a MG block my sister carries around (no idea why she has a block of magnesium tied to her keychain) and sparking the flakes with a knife.
We then proceed to hike back to the car, drive to Wawa, get hoagies, and eat them in the wilderness pretending we actually hunted, skinned, and smoked the turkey that laid in my hoagie.
Survival of the fittest, people. Darwin would be proud.
