But, I had a notebook waiting to be filled about my adventure and I really didn’t want to wimp out on the hospitality of Tipton County Pork Festival folks. Plus, what would I tweet? “I came. I saw. I was defeated. #NotWinning”. So, I decided: no running, just jumping for me.
The next moment, I jumped from “the leap of faith” launching point and screamed for about one second. Then, it was awesome. Seriously, seeing all of Tipton’s downtown square and flying down under a September sky, it was actually tremendous.
I decided to do it again. This time, I lived it a bit. I didn’t hold on for dear life to anything and kicked my feet out. “Enjoy your funnel cake, Susie and Judy, because this gal isn’t falling to her death today.”
There you have it; the zip line at Tipton County Pork Festival is one of the coolest things you’ll do this fall in small town, Indiana. Just bring the deodorant with you and don’t look down at Susie or Judy.
[friday] editor/ Ziplander