Adventures and meeting the South island
Trip Start
Feb 02, 2008
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Trip End
Aug 19, 2008
I apologize for the lack of blogging, the last week has been a
flurry of activities and the coming week will see me, Oonagh and Sam
whizzed frantically around the south island.
Back in Taupo, we had a blast. We met up with Sam (who flew straight
from America and jumped straight on a bus to get here) and we indulged
in a frenzy of adrenaline. First me and Oonagh decided to throw
ourselves out of planes. I jumped at 15,000 feet and Oonagh at 12,000
feet
limo, for a novelty start to a ridiculous day. When you are skydiving,
it is relatively simple - keep your body the shape of a banana. Those
eight words where the instruction of my instructor and (apparently)
there was nothing more to say. On with a jump suit, on with a harness,
into the plane and before you know it, the skydiving centre is becoming
an ever smaller spec on a beautifully bumpy, terrifically green
landscape. Oonagh was first to jump, and I found my self laughing,
rather than shaking as I watched her almost instantly disappear. One
second she was there, the next she wasn't. As I climbed another 3,000
feet to my desired height, Oonagh was plummeting to earth at over twice
the speed of an ostrich. Another two jumpers and then me, last. Legs
dangled out of the plane, the ground so far away that you have lost all
meaning of "Height", and so you loose all fear
(this is the banana position) and then your view changes to something
spectacular. The wind rushes past my buzzing ears, and my hat (yes, a
proper pilots hat, thing) is being whipped in the wind, loudly above
me. Goggles are protecting my eyes and I'm falling 10,000 feet in 60
seconds. I had expected to scream but there was nothing scary about the
jump. I hardly even realized what I had just done as I looked below at
the clouds (which I was racing towards) I could see complete mountains
made minuscule by my height. It was amazing. At 5,000 feet the
parachute opens, and everything becomes silent. The air that was
rocketing past your ears ceases, and you can breathe again. My
instructor moved the parachute in circles so that we could get a
panoramic view, and I saw a circular rainbow in a cloud, that looked
like a gasoline puddle
doing that again.
The next day I decided to bungy jump. Oonagh
opted out of this one. So I found myself in the "taupo bungy" van
alone, on my way to " the ledge". This was probably one of the most
built up activities. All the way around New Zealand and Fiji and Los
Angeles people have told me that bungy jumping was way scarier than sky
diving, and I spoke to a number of people that bottled it, and a
surprisingly large number of people that said " No way am I EVER going
to do that again." So my breathing was a little deeper, and my stomach
a little tighter. We got there and I decided to watch someone jump
first. For anyone that thinks that they would find bungy jumping scary,
I would avoid watching someone else do it. It doesn't make it look
easy. A couple of seconds of free fall, a large mass of water, jagged
cliffs, a surprisingly thin bungy and some extraordinary bounce. "Well,
I've come this far, and I'm not ever scared of heights" I decided, and
soon enough there was a harness being fitted around my feet and the
bungy cord being pulled back up to the platform
the water looks a LONG way down. They clip the bungy cord on using only
one clip. (I've forgotten the name of them, but the kind of clip they
use when you rock climb, and yes, secured only be one). Secure it with
an elastic band (honestly, they do). That should be fine.
"Okay,
walk to the edge, look at the camera, and then you are going to jump,
okay?" The guy running this has said this a thousand times.
"Okay"
and I do. I jumped straight off without any hesitation, perhaps because
I knew if I waited it would be scary. But in all honesty, stood with my
toes over the edge of a 47 meter drop, secured only by a fancy elastic
band, I wasn't really scared.
Me not being scared would explain why I went back the next day and bungy jumped again.
Bungy
jumping is just so much fun, you're head comes so close to the water
and it felt more surreal than sky diving
would be hard to call. Skydiving lasts longer but the buzz is better
from bungy jumping. I'm considering jumping in Queenstown, thats 147
meter drop, with eight seconds of free-fall. Sounds like my kind of
thing but I don't want to spend too much money.
I have some
videos and things of the bungy jump and a few photos of me and Oonagh
in our sky diving stuff, but I shall put them on another time, because
this is a surprisingly long blog.
Me, Sam and Oonagh also did
the tongariro crossing, which is a VERY strenuous 7-8 hour walk through
Mordor and up Mount Doom (Lord of the Rings) and it is stunning. Its a
fantastic walk and well worth the time and effort, highly recommended.
After
the delights of Taupo we headed down to Wellington, the country's
capital. Unfortunately when we got there, every single hostel was fully
booked
slept in that. We have been utilizing the tent, and now our
accommodation is about 4 British pound a night! (The tent only cost 16
pounds and it works well enough) Which means I could afford another
bungy... We also hitched a ride from town to one of our hostels, from a
nice guy. Don't worry, we are all safe.
We have only until the
25th to get to Christchurch and make our flight, and we have only just
arrived in the south island. So we will be getting buses nearly every
day for the next week around the west coast, whizzing past Greymouth,
Franz Josef and Queenstown. So there might be a bleak blog until we get
to Australia. But when we do get there, you loverly readers will be
rewarded with glorious photos.
Any-who, must go now, lots of time is being spent. Loads of love to EVERYONE, Bernie xxxxxxx
flurry of activities and the coming week will see me, Oonagh and Sam
whizzed frantically around the south island.
Back in Taupo, we had a blast. We met up with Sam (who flew straight
from America and jumped straight on a bus to get here) and we indulged
in a frenzy of adrenaline. First me and Oonagh decided to throw
ourselves out of planes. I jumped at 15,000 feet and Oonagh at 12,000
feet
Skydiving
. The company that we jumped with pick you up from your hostel in alimo, for a novelty start to a ridiculous day. When you are skydiving,
it is relatively simple - keep your body the shape of a banana. Those
eight words where the instruction of my instructor and (apparently)
there was nothing more to say. On with a jump suit, on with a harness,
into the plane and before you know it, the skydiving centre is becoming
an ever smaller spec on a beautifully bumpy, terrifically green
landscape. Oonagh was first to jump, and I found my self laughing,
rather than shaking as I watched her almost instantly disappear. One
second she was there, the next she wasn't. As I climbed another 3,000
feet to my desired height, Oonagh was plummeting to earth at over twice
the speed of an ostrich. Another two jumpers and then me, last. Legs
dangled out of the plane, the ground so far away that you have lost all
meaning of "Height", and so you loose all fear
Skydiving
. Your head up to the sky(this is the banana position) and then your view changes to something
spectacular. The wind rushes past my buzzing ears, and my hat (yes, a
proper pilots hat, thing) is being whipped in the wind, loudly above
me. Goggles are protecting my eyes and I'm falling 10,000 feet in 60
seconds. I had expected to scream but there was nothing scary about the
jump. I hardly even realized what I had just done as I looked below at
the clouds (which I was racing towards) I could see complete mountains
made minuscule by my height. It was amazing. At 5,000 feet the
parachute opens, and everything becomes silent. The air that was
rocketing past your ears ceases, and you can breathe again. My
instructor moved the parachute in circles so that we could get a
panoramic view, and I saw a circular rainbow in a cloud, that looked
like a gasoline puddle
Skydiving
. Skydiving was awesome and I will definitely bedoing that again.
The next day I decided to bungy jump. Oonagh
opted out of this one. So I found myself in the "taupo bungy" van
alone, on my way to " the ledge". This was probably one of the most
built up activities. All the way around New Zealand and Fiji and Los
Angeles people have told me that bungy jumping was way scarier than sky
diving, and I spoke to a number of people that bottled it, and a
surprisingly large number of people that said " No way am I EVER going
to do that again." So my breathing was a little deeper, and my stomach
a little tighter. We got there and I decided to watch someone jump
first. For anyone that thinks that they would find bungy jumping scary,
I would avoid watching someone else do it. It doesn't make it look
easy. A couple of seconds of free fall, a large mass of water, jagged
cliffs, a surprisingly thin bungy and some extraordinary bounce. "Well,
I've come this far, and I'm not ever scared of heights" I decided, and
soon enough there was a harness being fitted around my feet and the
bungy cord being pulled back up to the platform
Skydiving
. Looking over the edge,the water looks a LONG way down. They clip the bungy cord on using only
one clip. (I've forgotten the name of them, but the kind of clip they
use when you rock climb, and yes, secured only be one). Secure it with
an elastic band (honestly, they do). That should be fine.
"Okay,
walk to the edge, look at the camera, and then you are going to jump,
okay?" The guy running this has said this a thousand times.
"Okay"
and I do. I jumped straight off without any hesitation, perhaps because
I knew if I waited it would be scary. But in all honesty, stood with my
toes over the edge of a 47 meter drop, secured only by a fancy elastic
band, I wasn't really scared.
Me not being scared would explain why I went back the next day and bungy jumped again.
Bungy
jumping is just so much fun, you're head comes so close to the water
and it felt more surreal than sky diving
Skydiving
. Asked which one I prefer, itwould be hard to call. Skydiving lasts longer but the buzz is better
from bungy jumping. I'm considering jumping in Queenstown, thats 147
meter drop, with eight seconds of free-fall. Sounds like my kind of
thing but I don't want to spend too much money.
I have some
videos and things of the bungy jump and a few photos of me and Oonagh
in our sky diving stuff, but I shall put them on another time, because
this is a surprisingly long blog.
Me, Sam and Oonagh also did
the tongariro crossing, which is a VERY strenuous 7-8 hour walk through
Mordor and up Mount Doom (Lord of the Rings) and it is stunning. Its a
fantastic walk and well worth the time and effort, highly recommended.
After
the delights of Taupo we headed down to Wellington, the country's
capital. Unfortunately when we got there, every single hostel was fully
booked
Skydiving
. England v New Zealand - Cricket. So we purchased a tent andslept in that. We have been utilizing the tent, and now our
accommodation is about 4 British pound a night! (The tent only cost 16
pounds and it works well enough) Which means I could afford another
bungy... We also hitched a ride from town to one of our hostels, from a
nice guy. Don't worry, we are all safe.
We have only until the
25th to get to Christchurch and make our flight, and we have only just
arrived in the south island. So we will be getting buses nearly every
day for the next week around the west coast, whizzing past Greymouth,
Franz Josef and Queenstown. So there might be a bleak blog until we get
to Australia. But when we do get there, you loverly readers will be
rewarded with glorious photos.
Any-who, must go now, lots of time is being spent. Loads of love to EVERYONE, Bernie xxxxxxx


Comments
contrast
in contrast so far, my travel in nepal has been hugely different. mellow, laid back and just what i needed. although i seem to need that all the time. its lovely, anyhow, i'm going to go and carry on reading on a swinging chair on the rooftop of the hostel.
Yikes
Yikes and blimey I'm in a way glad you did not inform us of this impending jumping inexplicably into thin air with merely a flimsy elastic band or handkerchief to hold you up...
I can tell you though that I have recently leapt daringly from the 5th stair of Burna Avenue down into the hall far below quite frightening myself at my lack of scaredom.
aaaaargh!
Glad we didn't know about the sky-diving and the bungy jumping before they happened - wouldn't have slept a wink! But I'm glad you're having such a good time. Love to you both , Tony xx
finally...
...an answer to the question 'If you dropped Oonagh and an ostrich out of a plane, which would hit the ground first?'
Tell Sam I said hi, glad he's alive.
finally...
...an answer to the question 'If you dropped Oonagh and an ostrich out of a plane, which would hit the ground first?'
Tell Sam I said hi, glad he's alive.
opposite of vertigo
You are both amazingly brave, always wanted to parachute jump, and reading this I feel I now have (no need to do it again then.) Loving your blog. Love Gill xxx
Your Bungee
Your bungee sounded great so I decided to make my own by cellotaping an elastic band to my belt and jumping off the bed but it broke. Glad your having fun - it sounds brilliant! from Bill yer Uncle bloke
photos
I have been trying to save your pics from Facebook but found they are small resolution. If I try to make them bigger resolution then they pixelate. In other words - are you thinking that by downloading your pics to Facebook that they are saved? Because they are very low resolution and can't be printed and also pixelate if put large on the computer?
Can you buy more SD cards or something? Or are you saving these another way as well as Facebook/Travelblog?
Love annAmum xxxxx
Kinks is very jealous
She would love to bungee jump, as long as i don't know about it thats fine. I'm glad your enjoying yourself. love jude