Fast, whipping wind creating four-foot rollers. A powerful motor pushing a forty-six foot launch through the water, lifting, surging and falling, creating squeals of delight from those who love the roller-coaster effect, or yelps of protest as cold water splashes the unwary. Chatting and laughter is brought to the ears …
What is it about ziplining? The speed? The height? The feeling of utter freedom as you, a creature subject to gravity’s laws, fly through the air? Or is it the sense of danger – ‘Will I fall?’ ‘What if the line snaps?’ ‘What if the safety straps or buckles give way?’ …
The cars in the parking lot are scarce when we pull into a space. A strong, chill breeze blows from changeable directions, making me wonder if we have enough cold-weather gear. I fuss with the backpacks as Ted and Jerry retrieve the chairs from the trunk. The wind direction changes …
