The hike required us to cross a slender rope bridge

My friends and I went with a girl on a hike that was 17 miles long.

The hike was supposed to take 3 nights, however my buddy and I ran into rain on the second day and my buddy and I had to stop for another extra evening.

The bridge was underwater where my buddy and I were supposed to cross the river and my buddy and I could not find any way around the area. My friend and I traveled 2 miles down the road and two miles up the road and there were nop openings except an absolutely slender and old rope bridge that was really used by prospectors fifty years ago or more. There was absolutely no way that I was going to cross the river rope bridge. I was in fear for my life. I completely froze up and told my friends that I was going to hike back to the original camp and wait for someone to see my signal fire. The guide freaked out when I said that I was going home. She pulled out a marijuana joint from her backpack. She asked me if I wanted to smoke some courage. At this one point, marijuana sounded like a pretty relaxing idea. I didn’t know if it would help or not, however almost everyone in the group smoked a little bit of the joint and then I all hoped and prayed as my buddy and I walked step by step across the old rope and wood bridge, when my favorite buddy and I all made it to safety on the other side, I felt like I was going to pass out. I do not know if it was the marijuana or the actual adrenaline, although I was woozy and light headed.

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