The sound of metal clicking into place and the black straps of the harness tightening around me immediately makes my stomach tighten with anxiety. I frantically look over my shoulder to see my uncle and Heather, holding video cameras and smiling wide with anticipation. He says something I don’t quite catch through the sound of heavy rain; people chattering amongst each other; and, of course, my own nervous thoughts. I can't help but focus on how the equipment digs into me and how sweaty my hands feel in the too big adult-sized gloves I could likely fit my head into.
“You ready?” A voice behind me questions impatiently. I turn to find the man who just helped me buckle up the scratched and dented once red …show more content…
I find myself nodding again. I guess that means I know what I'm doing. I hop up onto a wooden platform and the man clips a little metal thing to the line, that's the only thing suspending me, (This makes my life being on the line feel a lot more literal.) I try not to think about that though. I stare out beyond the platform and over the dense rainforest. Everything is lush and green, like nothing I'd ever before and even though it was pouring rain the sun was still bright and made the rain sparkle off the tree tops like someone had sprinkled them with …show more content…
The warm rain splashes against my face and arm as I look around trying to take everything in, I gaze over the trees below me, which move in a blur of vivid greens under my dangling legs. Until now I hadn't realized I was going nearly this fast (and I understood why they called it zip lining.) The wire made a dull 'zzzzzzzz' sound like when you do up a jacket and I can feel it vibrate my hands as I grip onto it through the thick yellow gloves. I could feel the friction making my fingers warm and the air is sweetly fresh and earthy. It all feels so perfect like it could go on forever and I realize that I wasn't even scared anymore; that was replaced by excitement as a smile creeps across my face. God, this is
“You ready?” A voice behind me questions impatiently. I turn to find the man who just helped me buckle up the scratched and dented once red …show more content…
I find myself nodding again. I guess that means I know what I'm doing. I hop up onto a wooden platform and the man clips a little metal thing to the line, that's the only thing suspending me, (This makes my life being on the line feel a lot more literal.) I try not to think about that though. I stare out beyond the platform and over the dense rainforest. Everything is lush and green, like nothing I'd ever before and even though it was pouring rain the sun was still bright and made the rain sparkle off the tree tops like someone had sprinkled them with …show more content…
The warm rain splashes against my face and arm as I look around trying to take everything in, I gaze over the trees below me, which move in a blur of vivid greens under my dangling legs. Until now I hadn't realized I was going nearly this fast (and I understood why they called it zip lining.) The wire made a dull 'zzzzzzzz' sound like when you do up a jacket and I can feel it vibrate my hands as I grip onto it through the thick yellow gloves. I could feel the friction making my fingers warm and the air is sweetly fresh and earthy. It all feels so perfect like it could go on forever and I realize that I wasn't even scared anymore; that was replaced by excitement as a smile creeps across my face. God, this is