He stood at the bridge's edge and looked over. Vertigo. It was a long way down.
"I don't know if I can do this."
"Sure you can. Just let go. Lean over, let go, and trust me."
What had he gotten himself into? From this height, he could see the water rushing in the river below. A river that wasn't deep enough, if he fell into it from this height.
He tugged at the gear around his waist. He didn't know what he was checking for. How would he know if it was secure anyway?
"Hey Mate! You going over or not."
Deep breath. The plunge. A rush of wind against the face, whistling in his ears. And just as he thought he would break the surface of the water, a tug. Up he bounced with a rush, until he began his downward descent once again.