The last challenge after some insane zip-lining was the Tarzan Swing. It was half a supention bridge over a valley. I walked out on to the spindly contraption suspended by nothing but two wires spanning the valley about 3 quarters of a miler long. The platform was blowing in the the strong wind and it felt like I was walking on a ship in a storm. I walked up to the gate where they drop you and saw the ground about 100 ft below. They strapped me on to a rope that was tied to the cables holding up the bridge. There was a gate that closed the gap where you get pushed off and they asked me to lean over the gate and hold on to the rope I front of my face. They counted to three and they opened the gate. I fell. And fell. And my eyes went blurry because of the weightlessness. Then I started to swing like Tarzan. It was the biggest and the most fun swing I have ever been on. But it was scary. Because I hate feeling weightless.
Kellen
Please ignore all il grammar and spelling.
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