Staring up at our wing against the sky. Kristina awaits her turn back on the side of Tiger Mountain, so John asks me to choose between a rapid, spiral descent called a spiral dive or the Devil’s Spiral, or a slower, looping, swinging back’n’forth descent. Being an adrenalin junkie, I shout, “Devil’s spiral!” John laughed and we spun rapidly down like a tornado to land with a bump in the grassy field below. Aye, the Devils’s Spiral Dive, woo HOO!