When my brother,19, offered to take me rock climbing out at Ortega Falls I was thrilled to go. We left our Dana Point house at about 10:00 in the morning, and started down the Ortega Highway. On the way out we were following a cement truck along the twisting, turning road. Suddenly my brother cursed under his breath. I looked at him surprisingly and asked "What's wrong?" He started to laugh and slowly took his foot …showed first 75 words of 928 total…

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