The purpose of COYLI is to teach kids and young adults the meaning of leadership, as well as how to work as a team. The program is also about getting young adults closer to God, and overcoming your fears.
When we were at Cathedral Ridge, we had to do a high ropes course, also know as ‘The Tower’, as the people who worked there called it. I won’t put their names in unless I have their permission. We had yellow cords, that were attached to ‘Lobster Claws’, and they attached to the metal line that stretched all the way around The Tower. The first obstacle was three to four long, metal poles that were attached to two pieces of the metal line. One above, and one on the bottom. To get across, you had to move the, ‘Lobster Claws’, and grab onto the poles. My legs were shaking, and with the shaking, came the unsteadiness of the obstacle. The poles kept leaning from side to side, and I was scared that I would fall off. Everyone on the ground kept telling me that the Lobster Claws would hold me, but that didn’t help my fear. I was about like, 50 ft off of the ground, maybe 100, for Pete’s sake! When I had gotten all the way across, I wanted to cry. I had almost cried when I was crossing the second obstacle which were three to four logs attached by the metal string, and only two had the metal string going through it, as things to hold onto. When I got to the platform where I would zip-line off, I wanted to cry. I was so happy to be okay, and to know that I could trust the people who built this structure.
Later on through the week, we had to do the leap of faith. The leap of faith was a telephone pole that was cut in the middle, giving a platform just big enough for your feet to stand on. Just about 3 or 4 feet away, was a large trapeze that you had to jump off of the telephone and catch. There were large staples that were put into the telephone pole, and a latter that that was attached by combat rope, tied by a firefighter. We had to put a harness on that wen across our chest, and a rope was attached to it. The rope was strong enough to hold at least 800 lb. Spotters were on the other side, waiting for you to jump. If you decided to jump, someone would lock the string, so you didn’t go straight down, and then they would unlock it, and gradually let you down slowly.
When I went up, I was already on the verge of crying, because I was scared. When I climbed up the latter, it moved, and I held on for dear life, but I kept on climbing. When I got to the top, tears were already falling, and, I let them fall. I wanted to get down, and so I called out,
“I think I want to get down.” I let go of the telephone pole, and when I got to to the ground, I cried my eyes out. I was very disappointed in myself for not jumping, but at least I had made it to the top. Still, to this day, I imagine myself jumping and trying to reach for the trapeze.