Anything for the shot, but leave the danger and dirt to me

I had a fantastic time in San Francisco, and shooting Alex and Betty's wedding was by far the best part. This was a shot where my twin doctrines of "anything for the shot" and "I'll be paranoid so you don't have to be" bumped heads with each other. Alex, Betty, and most of their friends are photographers, and had been told about this great spot to get a photo with the Bay Bridge in the background. One problem: It was a 45-degree trail of loose dirt through underbrush in the darkness: Not really wedding dress friendly.
We were all willing, but it struck me why it made me nervous: No way I'm going to let a bride to a dangerous thing if, instead, *I* can do the dangerous thing. So instead of going down the path I scrambled up a hillside of loose dirt, taking a dive in the process. This is why a) we buy tough cameras and lenses and b) I wear untearable, easily washable pants to weddings instead of easily shredded designer stuff. The groom, of course, captured some of the process here: