To avoid panicking, I focused on maintaining my balance and freeing my legs, which had disappeared up to my knees in mud. I gripped my mountain bike’s handlebars and fiercely tugged as the bike’s rear wheel slipped toward an abrupt edge beyond which there was a 200-foot drop to the meandering Mangapurua Stream. A limestone cliff, called Battleship Bluff, loomed overhead.
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