lunes, 17 de enero de 2011

Now that's a knife.

Today, the Mikes and I decided to clear a trail up to the overlook above UPeace. The experience itself was one of the most manly things I have done in a while - I mean let's be real, it doesn't get much manlier than using machetes to chop things.

What amazed me more than anything was that when we went to the maintenance shop to get them, we weren't asked to provide identification, or asked why we wanted machetes, or asked whether we had any idea what we were doing. We were just asked "how many" and "do you want the big ones?" - with encouragement to go with the larger ones.

We of course went with the big ones (24" I believe) because we wouldn't want anyone to question our manhood.

2 comentarios:

  1. Is machete called a machete in Spanish? Sounds Spanish anyway.

    Did you have to defend yourselves from any snake attacks??

  2. Ha! Good work. Wouldn't want to get caught with a 12 incher...

    Love reading your posts! Keep it up.

    xoxo, sarah