First the van ride. We drove a little over an hour up into the mountains northeast of the city. Just when we thought the road couldn't get any narrower, steeper or more crooked, it did just that. At one point I swear I could wave to the driver out the window as he went around the bend ahead of us in the back. Near the top, the driver had to radio ahead to make sure there was no other traffic because there was nowhere to pass even a scooter on a kilometer-long stretch of the road. Unfortunately, two younger members of our contingency got sick which made the rest of us a little green around the gills too. We ended in a tiny village above the smoke at 3,500 feet elevation, surrounded by coffee and populated mostly by roosters. This rivaled the beaches for my favorite place in Thailand.
Then the real adventure began, 30 zipline rides (some 1,000 feet long, but I didn't count or measure) and four rappels of 80 to 125 feet. Yippeee! We had a lot of fun.
The gang on the platform after the first zipline.
The view
Jack on one of the bridges
Zoe landing
Ann-Kristin
The winding bridge
Jack landing
Ann-Kristin landing
More view
Zoe
Zoe zipping
Eric selfie
The first rappel
One of the longer zips, see the platform in the distance?
There is a landing platform down there somewhere
Jack zipping
Another bridge
The last rappel
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