Last weekend, I got a chance to test my limits and get my adrenaline rushing faster than it ever previously had (apart from my aquatics-lifesaving exam). Low, medium and high ropes challenges. Every new challenge, slightly more nerve-wrecking than the last.

We started off with a team building exercise for the entire group before we were broken into groups of around 6-10.

This bridge! This was the medium rope challenge that made me shed tears. The steps on the bridge were widely spaced and everything from the base to the hand support swayed each time one moved. I got to the centre and froze. I mean FROZE. I can’t quite explain how it felt, but like an electrocution of some sort. When I summoned for help, our facilitator said that I was almost there and I could do it. At this point I just transcended my physical body and finished, at which point I collapsed on the ground and broke down, to the shock of my team. That was to be the end of my day but guess what, I jumped right onto the next challenge!

High ropes. (also known as you-could-pee-in your-pants). Even the loudest people would disappear up in the ropes and be quiet for the entire 30 or so minutes the obstacle challenge lasted. At one point I looked for my team-mate that I hadn’t seen for some time only to spot her up there. When I shouted, ‘Maggie how is it?’, she responded, ‘Ah-ah! I’m not talking right now, please,’ and everyone burst out laughing.

The facilitators kept asking people to spot the giraffes in the distance from the high ropes but I think everyone was too busy managing their adrenaline to spot anything. I know I didn’t.

Seeing as I had given up on zip lining, I watched others do it, while planning, in my mind, my return to the facility to finish everything I had been scared to do.

As the second last person was getting ready to zip line, one of my team mates, Tesh, started to tell me that I could do it. She nudged and nudged, offered to take me to the steps. She had enjoyed it so much and didn’t see how I was just passing the chance. I could write a whole post on lessons learnt based on this experience because guess what? I did it! I climbed that ladder till the top where I created a little more drama, cursed several times before agreeing to be released. The zip lining itself, surprisingly was not scary at all. It was actually fun!

This trip was organized by Elyzza Tours and Adventures Outfitters. (0721 585333). They delivered everything they promised and most importantly kept time. Their trips also attract a lot of people, and the more the merrier for such activities. (especially for those who go solo like myself).

You can zip line at Kisames Giraffe Camp in Kisames past Ngong, Nairobi. The minimum number is 10 people and the fee is Ksh1500/= (15 USD) per person. They have trained facilitators and safety gear. A short hike to a nearby dam can be arranged and food can also be provided on request.

Extra tip: Don’t go in jeans. Anything you would wear to the gym will do.

Best of luck!

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