We were strapped in to the zipline chair by Justin, who was working that day. I kept joking with him about coming to my memorial service if I didn't make it back, and he promised to speak at it for me. Richard filmed the whole thing from the bridge in front of us, and suddenly it was time to go up......and up we went. It was a great rush - actually a very smooth ride up. I am really not a fan of heights and my feet were tingly, but I wasn't too bad until we got all the way to the top and the chair stopped. When it slowed down and stopped, we sort of naturally leaned forward a tad which made us both uneasy as we were only strapped in with a simple seat belt. The view was pretty amazing from up there! Just as quickly as we stopped, we headed back down again which was great! When we got almost to the bottom, Justin leaned over in front of our rapidly approaching chair and yelled something about the emergency brake, which we couldn't understand but it made us scream anyway and then the brakes grabbed hold of us which bring you to a screeching halt! We went from screaming (Mom cursed) to laughing hysterically. Justin was bent over with laughter and declared us his favorite riders of the day and even insisted on getting a hug before we left the platform. I told him when I got down I was punching him in the face, but I hugged him instead. It was a riot.