Abseiling

Wearily I trudged up the steep and slippery side of the cliff. There were no cut steps or railings, and the trees and bushes hadn't been cut back, so I had to walk cautiously making sure I didn't trip over a root or get caught on a branch. A clearing appeared to our left which revealed a picturesque view of Welsh countryside and also showed me how immeasurably far off the ground I was - …

…closer and closer to the ground the excitement, enthusiasm and adrenaline sapped away leaving an empty feeling inside. With a last push my feet finally met the ground and I breathed the last air of excitement. As I unbuckled and untied myself from the harness I looked up at the cliff as it towered above me, and I felt a sense of contentment. I grinned, and then climbed back up the cliff to go again.