So far, my adventure has gone just dandy. A couple weeks ago, I went ziplining with Ariel Grebentsov and Alex Brooks. There was definitely a lot of stress and nervousness leading up to the first line. Alex and I made Ariel go first so everybody could watch him do what he did. After the guide gave him the OK to jump, he just stood there in shock. After about 2 minutes of asking the guide, "Am I going to die?" or "What if I can't stop?" he finally took the first jump. Even though he screamed like a little girl and did the complete wrong technique then what the guide told him, he took his "leap of fate" and proved to the rest of us that he conquered his fear of heights.
Ziplining was one of the most adrenaline rushing experiences of my life. I was having the time of my life until we encountered the bridges....Those sons of bitches scared the piss out of me. The bridges ranged from 30 feet to 300 feet. Most of them had platforms to walk on but there were some that only had a cable; like walking on a tightrope. Alex and I were the last to go on the bridge with the guide right behind us. The guide then proceeds to jump on the line and make everyone unbalanced about to fall. Funny right? Douche bag...
Despite of all the horrifying bridges, I still had the time of my life.
Unfortunately we didn't have any money to blow on souvenirs but Ariel did take videos of the zip lines and the bridges. Thinking of what a "mental adventure" was before I embarked on it definitely made me think about some of the claims I made. Once we climbed up the platform to the first line, there was no turning back. The three of us committed to the adventure without knowing the outcome of it. Of course we knew we weren't going to die, but we could have got seriously hurt. Ziplining is a true "mental adventure."
