Glory On High
If, when you've completed a two-hour climb to the top of the world's tallest tree and you want to screw, you must remove your harness. If during this celebratory moment of ecstasy, the "Little Death" causes you to slip, you will reach terminal velocity long before you are viewed by your support team on the forest floor far below.
You will crash through the tree's lower branches still eleven stories above the ground.
Hopefully, as you come into view with a shower of broken branches, in the 3 seconds re
maining you will pass out.
You will land with barely a bounce in the moist fern and moss forest of giant redwoods from the last remaining virgin wilderness of the Pacific Northwest. You will be remembered.
