Walking up from the trail at Fort Mason, the woman pointed upward toward a “do not enter” sign. “Oh there used to be stairs here. But that’s the way back to the parking lot.”<\/p>\n
The stairs ended halfway down while the rest was filled with dirt. So we climbed up. I was frustrated that the woman didn’t lead us back up the parking lot. When we got to the top, a park ranger stopped Chris.<\/p>\n
“The do not enter<\/i> and danger<\/i> are here for a reason,” he scolded us as I peeked my head under the tape. “It’s dangerous and you shouldn’t have been there.”<\/p>\n
He continued admonishing us as I shrunk while Chris explained our situation\u00e2\u20ac\u201dthat we were lost and other things. The ranger finally gave us directions, reminding us that we should obey signs.<\/p>\n
I used to always stay within the lines. But bending the rules a bit, walking outside the line makes it so much richer. Not just this example, but…I haven’t bended the rules so much until this year. Making (illegal) u-turns, bringing food into places that it shouldn’t be allowed, taking the shortcut…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Walking up from the trail at Fort Mason, the woman pointed upward toward a “do not enter” sign. “Oh there used to be stairs here. But that’s the way back to the parking lot.” The stairs ended halfway down while … Continue reading