Zippppeeeee!!!

What better way to spend time at home than to do something CRAZY!! A couple of months ago (time flies) Tracy asked if I had ever heard of a canopy tour? Ummm, no. Well, it's a also referred to as zip-lining and basically you strap up and zip on a rope from tree to tree. So Tracy and I got a group together and signed up to zip! This is the real reason why Aaron came into town, and rightly so!Holy cow did we have a good time. We had seven zips from tree to tree and we had several challenges along the way. Not to mention, you know me, I can't do anything the "normal" way. Tracy and I decided to dress likes dorks for this fun adventure. Enter exhibit A, The Tights. These earned me the nickname, Pancies, from the guides that helped us throughout the tour. I say, Whatever, they made me faster as I flew through the air.

Such challenges can be seen here. TVal and I decided to tackle this fun ropes course together. We made quite the pair, me in my tights, her in her awesome tall black socks. She had tights too, but we won't go there. :p

Another challenge at the end of the day landed us tangled in a heap at the bottom of a wall. Too funny.
There was one Indiana Jones bridge that we were supposed to walk across, knowing full well that we were likely to fall. It's ok to fall because you're all strapped up. Tracy challenged me to run this silly bridge, and man did this klutz take a tumble! I was hanging practically upside down, with my legs above my head, and somehow, I needed to find my way to a standing position on this bridge. The guide said he wished he had a video camera to put it on You Tube. According to him it was a five-star fall.

Between the trees we zipped around as Superman, the Deadman, or Crazy do-whatever-you-want Man. Weeeeeee! One of my favorite challenges was walking a tight-rope. Of course, I didn't walk it. I decided to relive my Basic Training days and sloth-crawl my way across this rope. While I might have survived and made it across, my legs certainly did not. I would post pictures of the amazing bruises that I have, but I decided to keep you all from thinking that somebody on the east coast is beating me. They are on the path to recovery, and the discoloring was well-worth the great time we had.

When it comes to flying from Cincinnati to Madison to Cincinnati to Philadelphia to Cincinnati, I'm pretty sure I just prefer flying from tree to tree.