Apr 28, 2015 by

I think my fingers are okay—I can just about straighten them out.  You see, I went zip lining last week and my digits have just now uncurled from the position of clinging.  Let me back up, I went with my new chick group

Lynette briefs us on the history of Candlelight Ranch

Lynette briefs us on the history of Candlelight Ranch

(Texanas) to Candlelight Ranch.  For you foreigners, it’s between Marble Falls and Austin (Texas, of course) on a beautiful farm to market road—#1431.  We were told to pack a lunch and meet out there at ten o’clock.  Lynette, the ranch program director, gave us a brief history of the ranch, and we did a walk about.  She pointed to all the native plants and showed us several “adventure” challenge courses — one of which was the zip line.  Some of the girls had previously “zipped” in such exotic places as Costa Rica — you could tell them by the way their eyes weren’t the size of saucers and you couldn’t hear their hearts pounding when we were putting on our harnesses.  Just about thatI really appreciated the fact I lived in a country that had O.S.H.A..  I remember thinking I don’t think I’d like to do this in Mexico.  (Although, in my younger years, I’d done some really stupid things in Mexico, now that I think about it.  Things like diving without any instructions, much less a certification).  But, back to the zip lining.  After we had

Fellow Texana, Jeannette, leads us to the tree house

Fellow Texana, Jeannette, leads us to the tree house

eaten our lunches (and might I say, just like grade school, there’s alway someone who has a better looking sandwich or a more creative dish—somethings never change) we walked down to the equipment shed and got strapped in and returned to the jump zone.  One by one, we walked up to the cable, got hooked in to the pulley, yelled across the canyon “Ready”, then waited for the same response from the person across the canyon who ,hopefully, will catch you, and then……you take a few steps…….hold on the the strap, lift you feet …… and go.  It lasted just a few seconds, but as it turned out, it was really fun.  I wanted more.  It just so happened, there was another course—-to get back over the canyon.  Duh.  So, at this point, we are all congratulating ourselves and puffing up like a prairie chicken strutting around.  And that’s when Lynette leads us to “the crawl”.  You go over the same canyon, BUT, you stand on one wire, hold on to another

Can you see the ring tail in the window?

Can you see the ring tail in the window?

wire, and a third wired is above you with your harness tethered to.  No words or pictures can show how terrifying this is.  Harriet goes first.  She gets about half way and starts bobbing up and down.  Somehow, she makes it across.  After watching several others, I come to the realization that it doesn’t look fun and I don’t need to do it.  So much for that I’m okay, you’re okay and team building caca.  I just could not get that scene of the girl in Cliff Hanger out of my head.  FYI, I was not the only one who didn’t feel the need to see if the last EKG was accurate.  FYI, there were others who said, “thanks—-but, no thanks”.  I must say, the ones that did make it across were very humble and did not shame us into thinking we were total losers……Honestly, for about a day, I wish I would have done it — especially, on the way home in the reassuring comfort and security of my car.  But now, a week later, I’m a thinkin’ I really didn’t miss a thing.  I am sleeping just fine knowing I passed on it!

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This is “Carolyn’s Crawl”. Too bad you can’t see the bottomless canyon below.

Here are the girls that nixed the crawl.  We called ourselves the short trippers.  Does the term "Just say no" ring a bell?

Here are the girls that nixed the crawl. We called ourselves the short trippers. Does the term “Just say no” ring a bell?

This is the lunch eater-THE CRAWL!

This is the lunch eater-THE CRAWL!

Just in case you didn’t click on the scene in Cliff Hanger above, here is your chance again.  Tell me that doesn’t stay with you when you are strapping in to do “The Crawwwwwwwwwwl”.

 

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