The Princess Debbie found our zip line at
www.outdoorfunstore.com/zip-line.asp. I still chuckle when looking at those photos. Grandson Ethan, six at the time, didn't have much reservation about riding. He just didn't want to drop. He hung for at least three or four minutes before gravity took its toll. Now, you can't keep the little rascal off it. He wanted to ride the zip line three weeks ago, when water temps were pushing downward into the fifties. On that first adventure, he wanted Meems to reel him back in.
By the way, from all the photos I have seen, I did look something like that kid, except I was a bit porkier.
Zip line=fun.
By the way, you won't catch me on it...ever....but when Sunil comes, we'll gang up on him and watch him sail across the pond, start crying and laugh as he begs the princess to retrieve him.
No need to bring any floaties, our dear friend. We have them on hand, just for you.
