So they fared forward to the bridge. Then all the youths who were with Scáthach were on the edge of the bridge. And thus then was the Bridge of the Leaps, to wit, when one leapt upon it it was narrowed till it was as narrow as a hair, and it was as sharp as a [...], and as slippery as an eel's tail. And at another time it would rise so that it was as high as a mast. And thereafter Cúchulainn leapt on the bridge, and began sliding and filling on its back.