The best part of chasing clean air, is finding fresh breathable air in remote areas where adventure meets nature in scenery that is ready-made just like a movie set.
Whoops!
My Los Angeles roots are showing!
But my mode of transportation has changed.
Zip!
Update: video now completed, click here to watch!
To say I was scared to swing like Tarzan between trees hundreds of feet above the ground on cables long enough to string 1000s of Laker's cheerleader outfits is an understatement.
So I thought I'd share the fear.
I invited my friend Deb, who lives in Victoria, and shares a fear of heights and zipping between trees.
Naturally, Deb was best suited to step forward with me and...
Fly!
Adrenaline Zipline is located in Sooke, about 30 minutes from where I stayed in Victoria. We drove in Deb's convertible Volkswagon Beetle along a windy road with Douglas fir trees hugging the shoulder; an occasional lake sparkled blue in the late morning sun.
Wind blew in our hair and I didn't have trouble breathing.
Yes, I drove in a convertible despite the fact in smoggy Los Angeles, driving a convertible could put one in cardiac arrest with fine particulate stew brewing in one's lungs, but here in clean air, I avoided potential allergies and asthma--de rigueur of the Los Angeles experience for even the hardiest of lungs--and made it to Adrenaline Zipline Adventure ready, set to go!
To begin we signed our life away--just kidding--we signed a release saying the company wasn't liable if anything should happen like injury or death. I'm getting used to these release forms, which are de riguour for adventure travelers.
That would be me.
Once I was outfitted in a snazzy yellow helmet and harness attached to my thighs and pelvis, I was good to go.
Now just tweak the attitude.
We started on a "bunny slope run" a short cable running between two trees, fairly low to the ground. This is where we separated the wheat from the chaff, the true phobics without a chance to those with one.
I had a chance.
A chance to go higher, zip further and fast!
I tightly gripped the chain attached to my body parts and the thin zipline cable, and held on for dear life.
But it really wasn't bad. The fear. That was in my head. Not in the wide open air.
Everyone in our group, including young teenager girls, proceeded to finish the course, which, when you realize the only way down is to commit to zip or remain in the wilderness with bears and cougars, the whole adventure becomes relatively easy.
With each zipline my grip loosened and pleasurable moments increased along with the fun. By the time I arrived to the last zipline, I completely let go.
I put my head back, looked up at the blue sky and evergreen treetops and snow-capped mountain tops, and felt joy course through my relaxed veins.
My fear completely transformed to exhilaration.
Deb loved the experience too. Now we're seeking our next challenge.
Spelunking in a cave?
I can't wait to zipline again because next time I'll start relaxed, and who knows--those dancing skills of mine--next time above the trees.
To learn more about how you can feel the rush too, click here. And check back soon. I took video of my zipline experience, which I'll be posting as soon as I'm finished editing.
Right now, it's time to get ready for ferry to San Juan Islands and Friday Harbor.
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