In which Bennett kickstarts the blog with the Nevis bungy…
I’ve had a busy few months, let’s not beat around the bush. I’ve hardly spoken to anyone recently, more often than not mentally replying to messages and emails and realising a month later that I actually haven’t physically replied at all.
I have experiences to talk about, just no energy to do so, until today.
There aren’t many words to describe what I did today, the 134m high Nevis bungy, just outside of Queenstown. Craig got it for me for Christmas much to my horror and trepidation every time we have driven past it’s location in Gibbston Valley since. It’s been a long time since I did the SkyWalk and SkyJump in Auckland, I can tell you!
Once weighed and trussed up in a harness like a Christmas ham, you are lead out to a shuttle cable car, leading you to the suspended platform you jump off of. Once there, it’s sit down time until you are called.
I can’t really remember what happened once I leaned out into the abyss.
I heard the 3,2,1, GO! And that was it:
I don’t know how many of you will be able to stomach this video; I’m not sure how I stomached the whole thing in the first place. All I can say is that I went of my own accord and I’m very grateful for that, as well as the speed in which the bungy team worked to get through people, reducing waiting (read freak out) time. I was the first to jump in the bus load who turned up after 12pm today – they did it it weight order, starting with the heaviest. For once, I was glad!