Flying Fox

The instructor checked my harness one more time before giving me the go ahead. I lifted my trembling hands up to grab the flying fox before jumping on to the rubber disc. I counted myself down from three to one before pushing off the fort with my feet. Two seconds later I was whizzing through the air and wishing it would never end. I was flying through the air so fast my hair was blowing back off my face and my lips were beginning to feel numb. All to soon I bounced off the tyre at the end and was sent backwards to a stop. An adult untied my harness from the flying fox and I reluctantly leaped off. I slid off my harness, gave to the next person in line and then went and sat down. I wanted to do it all again.