We did the bridge climb today. The walk down to the bridge was just lovely.
The oldpart of the city is built right on the primal rocks. PRetty cool.
So we went in to the bridge-climb center and boy are they thourough! They give you a breath-a-lyzer test and have you sign a waiver. Then they give you a cover-all and younput all your clothes in a locker. Also watches, earrings, and bobby pins, other jewelry, and anything you might drop onto the traffic below. Including - sigh - your camera. So I wasn't able to get shots of the ladders we climbed up or the catwalks we strolled along, or the ultra-secure, super-nifty device that connects you to the steel cable, preventing you from getting hurt even if you want to. Or, the big bird nest Kyle spotted amongst the girders on the top.
But they Did take some nice photos of us.
Do we look happy? 80 degrees with a stiff breeze and oh my god that view! It was astounding, breathtaking, and soooo exciting! If I had a voice I would have squealed with glee.
The only place I was even a little uneasy was on the first set of ladders where we climbed up between two lanes of traffic. Passing busses buffeted me with gusts of wind and the ladder trembled under my feet when a big truck went by. I just looked steadfastly at my hands and kept climbing and soon I was above the suckers.
And it was as much fun as flying. It was $200 each, but worth it. Completely safe, thoroughly and competantly guided, and intelligently paced. My calves started aching on the climb up, and quivering on the climb down, but that's just because I'm a puny wimp. And I was a happy wimp for every step of the trip!!
Afterwards, I was dehydrated and ravenous. DH, bless his dear heart, decided we were going to have a nice lunch, so we dined on the Quay, with fabulous scenery. Some of it ran past while we were eating.
I am beat and happy and will write more later. It was grand!!