After spending two days going down the slippery slide with the kids at Sleepy Hollow my Boet and I decided to go and try out the foofy slide (zipline) at the main swimming hole. Now I’m not one who is very comfortable with heights and I get nervous if I have to lift my feet anywhere higher than mother earth herself. That coupled with the unknown speed of the zipline, submerged rocks next to the bank and… the worry of how long I could actually hold my own weight meant that it took a bit of time to
get the guts gather my wits. Then there was the need to calculate the wind speed and direction, zipline angle and everything else that I had to be sure of before zipping down the cable and letting go over the black (and very cold) water of the swimming hole. So in the picture you can see a flying Firefly just before the big splash. Oh yes, I just want to mention that I kept on going long after my Boet had decided to stop. My inner child crawled out again.