But like any good A-team, we knew we needed an exit strategy... it's easy to go down, but how to go back up?? That's when it pays off for a person with a disability to strategically place herself among innovative and energetic friends, because they are the ones who in return strategically place her near a group of large, strong men (easy to spot when they are shirtless on the beach!) who look like they plan to spend the whole day there too.
When we were ready to go, we settled me back on the sled, and the neighbor-men enthusiastically agreed to help. (A word of wisdom: strong men love opportunities to display their strength!) They put ropes through the side grips and like a dog sled team, they ran - RAN! - up the sandy hill! Moriah sat behind me, holding onto me and muttering, "This is so terrifying!" while I playfully shouted, "MUSH!" What a rush... So remember, all you wheelchair-bound friends, to bring your sled and craziest friends on your next beach trip!
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