Sage goes for the K factor

The tree sways alarmingly in the wind; just a light breeze really, though when you’re 60 feet off the ground attempting to hook yourself onto a zip-wire, a light breeze really makes its presence felt. The safety rope would catch me if I fell, though my guts don’t seem to appreciate that fact right at this moment.

My next task is to fling myself off a small plank of wood, nailed to the top of this tree, to slide at high velocity down a wire.