Cliff Diving and Ghostbusters

I thought I’d get a little cliff diving in on my run tonight. According to my GPS data, I ran up a steep hill, a little after thirteen minutes in, and promptly fell off a 55 foot cliff.  On my return trip (wait… I survived the fall without a trip to the ER?) the landscape apparently shifted and I ran up another steep hill, and fell off of a 60+ foot cliff.


I’d blame it on some electronic interference and Garmin making FCC-compliant devices, but then I captured a sky-bowling cousin of the Stay-Puft marshmallow man, so his bowling must have been the cause: each strike probably threw the earth out of orbit for a little bit.


The bowler is in the center of the image.


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