...had:

a top day out as the word suggest...

Up to 20 metres (a number just to impress you, everything above 3 metres is normally a horror), personal climbing therapist (wouldn't have made a single section without) and a massive rope with a security thingy for sliding between trees (yeehaw!). And obviously the first time my colleagues saw me with red cheeks.
So much adrenaline. Pheeeew!

And nevertheless I know I'll be stuck on top of the next 3 metre gate again like a stranded killerwhale unable to move forwards or backwards...