Over the edge - part 2
Eventually, I managed to get into position i.e. leaning backwards over the cliff and then... I slipped on the wet moss and overbalanced sideways. Fortunately, Phil had hold of the rope and stopped me from doing any damage but it didn’t help matters. Another ten minutes and I tried again and this time, agonisingly slowly, I got my boots over the edge again. The moment I had to let to go of Phil and step back over the edge, was probably the worst. It really was much easier from there but there was no way on earth I was going to look down. I kept my eyes riveted on the metal ring and rope and in no time I had walked, Batman-like, down the rock face and was at the bottom.
Mr Bennet, to my surprise and envy, skipped down the cliff like an old pro – you’d never know it was his first time. He reckons it was scarier helping his dad re-tile their roof. But he did give me a very big hug and buy me a very large glass of wine.
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