Feb 18, 2017
“Twelve, thirteen . . . I glanced at Fred and smiled. This could do it! Seventeen, eighteen . . . BANG! I had to squint to see the puff of white smoke near the base, thousands of feet below. The echo volleyed around the amphitheater, likewise our yelps. That rock just free-fell farther than Half Dome is high. No question about it, this was the record site. Fred pointed out the original launch spot, a quarter mile left and 300 feet below. We were home free. I chucked another rock and we watched it shrink to a pea. BANG! I tried to imagine strapping on a chute and plunging off, but it was too bizarre to get my head around.”
-John Long. “Gorilla Monsoon.” iBooks. https://itun.es/us/6xzFI.l
