She is tiny, birdlike, with short spiky black hair, almond-shaped eyes. Her head falls well short of my shoulder, and I am not tall. But she has fingers like cablesteel under lined watersilk, and she checks the purple-anodized carabiners at my waist, a slide and a tap and a pull, like a martial artist stretching her joints, like they're part of her
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So how is the rope attached up in the tree? Not just by a crossbow bolt sunk in the trunk, I hope; I have a hard time imagining that holding a person’s weight for very long.
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modern skeletonized x/bows are nifty. i should get me one of those.
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Thanks for the lovely essay and the gorgeous photos. Thanks, rather, for taking us somewhere that most of us will never go.
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