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 Camp I was scared because it felt like I was going to fall. I just thought I was not going to make it then I got to the bottom. Man that was harder than I thought, I glanced up the cliff I had come down I was pleased with myself. “Has everyone had a go?” said the instructor. “Yes” we all said. “OK, time for your next activity”. Our last activity of the day was the flying fox. I was very excited. When we got there we all lined up to have a go. Unfortunately I was last. I watched everyone go down. When it was my go I scrambled up the stairs like a possum. When I got there they clipped me in and weeeeee! The wind blew in my face and made my hair fly back like an invisible man brushing my hair. It felt like a helicopter was lifting me across the sky with a rope. I banged into the tyres and swung back and forth like I was on a swing. One of the parents got me off. I raced back into the line ready for my second go. When we got back it was time for dinner. It was delicious. Gee I had a fun time!  Article posted November 18, 2008 at 08:16 PM • comment • Reads 383 • see all articles |
About the Blogger I am a dedicated mountain biker. I love my soccer and maths and try to get outside whenever I can. |
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