High Ropes Course- Interlaken

On our day off from the conference, we went to a high ropes course that was right down the street. It was really awesome, with three levels and tons of courses. Dawson especially is a climber so we thought he would enjoy it.  

The enjoyment stated with putting on the gloves. It was clear that we live in a hot place and dawning gloves was not a common practice. We had the worker close to tears in laughter due to our troubles. But finally, they were all gloved and ready to go.  Silas was only able to do the lowest level which he enjoyed but was longing to go higher.

 Silas loved the zip line. Since there were not a lot of kids there, he was able to hang out in that section for awhile. I would push him back up and he would do the zip part again and again.

Pure bliss I tell you.

 Kenan just made the height limit for the second level. While he was totally up for it, I don't think he fully realized what it entailed.

While he made it through the first parts without too much difficulty, the zip line was game changer for him. We finally sent Dawson up to help him through it. That didn't do much, though. :)  This is where I wanted to go up and "save" him but I couldn't. Thankfully Brett was there and is good at pushing our boys to work through their fears. Kenan finally went for it and though he was scared to death, he did it. I was so proud.

You could see the increase in confidence after the zip line. He went on to the next step without hesitation.

Unfortunately, he didn't take those steps very well. :) He was stuck and there was nothing he or Dawson could do. Nor us. We waited and tried to help from below. But what could we really do?

Finally, a worker went up and helped him to his feet. I thought she was going to stay with him the rest of the course, but no she left him as soon as he got going again.

Hanging out while we waited for Kenan and Dawson to finish the course.

Finally made it to the end.

Dawson flew through the courses without fear. I was really amazed at what he could do, especially knowing I wouldn't want to be doing it. :)

Watching his brother up high and probably wishing he could join him up there.

This was actually the hardest part for Dawson. It was a seat you rode to the next section. But he conquered his fears as well and did an awesome job. Again, I was beaming with pride at my boys and their strength.

 Brett then got Dawson onto the highest course, even though his height wasn't quite tall enough. He again did an awesome job. You can barely see him here, in between the sign of "Interlaken" written out on the course.