It was my turn for high ropes and I had butterflies in my stomach. I went to get hooked up and then I went up the first step. I started to climb and then as soon as I got to the first step a stroke of fear hit me and I started to worry. As I got to the second step I easily climbed to the third plank of wood and since it wasn't a struggle. Finally I got my first leg up and over the fourth plank of wood and then I tried and tried but I just couldn't and so I gave up. As I was going down I felt like I was Superman gliding down to the ground and after that I was glad that I was back on the ground.