It’s funny, when Samba Days gave me the opportunity to select from its seemingly endless list of gift experiences, rather than choose from categories such as Wine, Gourmet, Getaway, Body and Soul, or Life and Culture, I found myself choosing from Explore and Adventure.
Yes, I passed up the opportunity for delightful spa treatments and tasty pampering experiences to harness myself to a cable 35 feet above the hard, rocky ground, and wear (an impressively disinfected) helmet that may not have been conducive to maintaining my hairstyle, but was beneficial in making me feel like a stunt-double in a Michael Bay movie.
Ziplining is not one of those things I’ve always wanted to, or at least I never realized it was.
And for that millisecond, I did fly. Of course, my imagination made that instant feel like an eon.
But on this day, I didn’t need my imagination; I just needed courage.
You see, I have been known to do crazy adventurous things...
But to accomplish feared feats does not make one fearless.
I got the gig on the premise that I wasn’t afraid of anything. But, like I’ve told you, I’m afraid of everything. Especially water.
Two years ago, a lady in an SUV ran a red light and ran into my car and me – perhaps the worst and best thing that ever happened to me.
Suddenly, I realized I was not invincible. I have an expiry date. So, I want to take full advantage of the life I have and live it. Live big. (Though some may argue that my hair has always lived big.)
Four-year-olds have done this. In fact, a four-year-old is about to take to another zipline beside me.
And I’m off.
About 20-something seconds later, I’ve made my way down the hill, and a spring abruptly stops me. In an act of fury, perhaps determined to protect my head on its own, my hair throws my helmet off, and my head does hit the cable once stopped. And within that split second, the spring launches me forward.
And it’s back up the hill to fly again four more times.
Admittedly, if you have neck problems from, say, a car accident, the spring “landing” can feel a bit harsh, but if you’ve been in a car accident the overall experience of the adventure may make it worth it.
And a harness that adds a little J.Lo to your assets definitely makes it worth it.
Get comfy in your tube and slide right down with virtually zero element of fear, and without having to brave elements below zero.
Like sledding without snow, it’s perfect for a Canadian like me who hates winter.
(Hmm… am I still allowed to call myself Canadian?)