It's a water slide of gargantuan proportions and, quite frankly, it scared the crap out of me as I inched closer to the entry point, some 120 feet in the sky. Fortunately I had plenty of time to calm myself, given that it took my son and me about 40 minutes to wind our way through line and reach the top.
When it's your turn, you lie flat and are directed to keep your legs crossed and arms crossed across your chest. The attendant gives you the green light and you nudge yourself to the edge and over, dropping almost vertically and reaching speeds of up to 60 miles an hour. The whole thing happens in an exhilarating instant, with spray blinding you and, maybe because I'm 46, an unsettling feeling that seems to push your stomach into your brain.
After subjecting myself to this brutality, I did a little research and discovered that the Guinness Book of World Records named this particular attraction the highest and fastest water slide on earth. That is, until some slide called Insano opened in Brazil. That's right, Insano.
I certainly felt insano today, tackling the Summit Plummet not once but twice in one afternoon. I've got to do this stupid stuff before I get too old, right?