20th Anniversary Dream Trip Contest

Great Travel Moment

"On my mark, RUN," in Portuguese-accented English were the last words I heard before my husband went flying off the mountainside. With a severe fear of heights, I stood frozen in this vantage spot. My legs were so stiff and tense that I was sure they'd collapse causing me to slide down the hang gliding ramp to my death in the Tijuca National Forest below. My shaky, white-knuckled grasp of the camera managed to capture a still shot of my husband safely soaring toward Rio de Janeiro. Still dizzy, I caught a ride down the mountain and met my adrenalin-pumped guy gliding down for a soft, sweet landing on the sand of Sao Conrado Beach.