I stand 30 feet above the water on a small wooden plank. I take a quick glance down below to see my surroundings, but that is a mistake. Standing 30 feet above the water now feels like 100 feet. The consistent soft blowing wind gives my back goosebumps, for the only thing I am wearing is a bathing suit. Al, the Camp Caribou staff member, hooks a harness on to me and says to me,"Your all ready to go." I make my way to the end of the wooden plank, turn around, and slowly I let myself fall back. My mind starts to race. Why am I doing this? What if the zip line breaks? What if I don't make it? The next thing I know, I am soaring through the air hanging upside down. Everything is a blur. Everything is racing by me. My heart starts to pump faster than it ever has before. Then, SPLASH! My body skips against the cold Maine water and startles me. It's over, the aqua zip is over.