May 22, 2009


When we first arrived and got suited up in our harness, I was just a tiny bit nervous. I wondered if the harness was snug enough. Actually that’s not true, I was convinced that the guy didn’t know how to do his job and didn’t have me in the harness tightly enough. I noticed that the other group members were strapped in just as loosely, so the plan was to let them go first. If they slipped out and fell to their deaths, I’d turn around and go home.

Our group consisted of 8 people plus our guides. California Barbie and her boyfriend were here visiting her brother and his fiancĂ©, Tennessee Barbie. As the guide instructed us on proper form and technique, I tried to ease my fears by being the obnoxious person in the group that can’t quit cracking jokes.

The guide told us that we would you use very little, if any, strength stopping ourselves – that was the job of the guide at the other end. “So its okay that I exhausted my muscles lifting at lunch today?” “Let’s see the guns.” Then he pretended to be impressed when I showed him. The Barbie group stepped up to go first. When it was California Barbie’s turn, I turned to Tennessee Barbie “She’s lifted a weight or two in her day.” Finally, Mr. Right and I were the only two left. I told him that he would need to go last or else I might just get back in the van and wait in the car for him. I stepped up to the platform and got hooked in.

Then I started to get really nervous. I knew the longer I stood there the more likely I was to talk myself out of it. Finally, I decided to just pretend to be as strong as you guys think that I am. I want to be a strong woman. I am a strong woman. So then I was off.

For the next line, they gave me a quicker carrier. I suppose its something they do for the women in the group, since we don’t have as much body weight as the men to carry us across. After the first line, I was in it for the long haul. It was too fun to turn back, so I let Mr. Right go first.

For this one, we didn’t have to worry about holding on to the line to slow us down. We were free.

By the third line, we were old pros. They decided to mix it up a little. The line isn’t as tight, so the guides shake it a bit to make you bounce.

The second to last line they offered to let us go tandem. Being the sappy sweet couple that we are, of course we jumped at the chance. The way we were hooked in (our feet facing opposite directions), we couldn’t get the signature arms-length photo. He did however, get a close up of my gloves.

And the scenery when we landed.

The final line is a duel line race to the finish. I won, of course. As usual when I beat him, Mr. Right said “Did you like how I slowed myself down at the end to let you win?” Ha! I swear, the man doesn’t know how to lose graciously.


  1. I am so proud of you! You are a STRONG woman! Glad you had fun - I don't think I'm that strong. :)

  2. AWESOME! I think that is the best thing..too bad there's nothing like that around here. Although I don't know if I'd be brave like you. Enjoy your weekend!

  3. Wow!! I'm SO scared of heights I wouldn't even climb that high. You are awesome!!
    ~ Katie

  4. OMG...that looks like so much fun!!! I must do this one day!

  5. My heart is in my throat just looking at the views. I am sure it was a blast! Have a great weekend!

  6. I'm not sure I would ever have the courage to do this! I am amazed at you.

  7. Wow, you are one brave woman!!


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