Day Tripper

Fuck yeah for field trips. School took everyone to Nice and Cassis on Saturday and Sunday respectively. Nice was really classy. They have high rolling casinos and a beach that runs forever. My clique of friends went swimming first. The water was cold but quite refreshing. it is so clear you can see straight to the bottom. I have never seen water so clear except in Hawaii. Next we shot a sexy photo shoot on a rock outcropping (photos coming soon) It was really just plain silly. Next we hiked up to hill where there used to a fort, today it is a restaurant with a water fall cascading down the side of the hill. After snapping some post card esq photos from the tall vantage point we moseyed down into town. We looked at two churches! Freakin' beautiful. Mosaics, stained glass and old paintings . . . i was content.

Cassis is a gem, nothing else needs to be said. In Cassis natural fjords are called calanques (from the Corsican word of preindoeuropean origin calanca (plural calanche) with meaning "inlet"; is a geologic formation in the form of a deep valley with steep sides, typically of limestone, in part submerged by the sea. It can be considered a Mediterranean fjord.)
We hiked about 3 miles away from the main beach b/c it was too crowded, what a fated decision. We found a less crowded beach at the end of a calaque and we made camp. B/c of the natural calanque formation there are great cliff on either side of the inlet. We wanted to jump off of them. And we did. We started small only about a 8 foot cliff, exhilarating. You have to jump pretty far away from the sides so you dont smack the rock that loom under the water, we jumped out hard , we did not want any hospital visits.

The ante needed to be raised and was by an extrovert, O'Neil (first name weird enough), he scouted a some cliffs about 12 feet high and we went after them. By the time we got to our spot a french couple in their yacht were floating near by enjoying some wine and watching the kids play in the calanque. they brought our attention to a spot about 25 to 30 feet high. "Ahh ground control we are gonna make a lil change in our flight plans."

Our captain O'Neil dove out first and gave me some encouragement from the water, "Dude just do it!" Shit yeah. I shredded the cliff gnar and jumped down into the cool water a cool 25 feet below.

"GERONIMO!!!"