Yes, I am superman
Trip Start Jun 12, 2006
173Trip End Jul 01, 2007
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I arrived in Taupo, shattered from drinking all night in hot springs in the middle of nowhere with crazy kiwis.
The weather was pants so an afternoon sleep was required and a good feed, the rest of the way was a bit of a write off.
The next day I decided to ask my folks for a new pairs of trainers as a Christmas present. This was mostly to go towards my new out door fitness regreme in New Zealand, to remove the gut I had developed from South America.
After buying a spanking new pair of cross trainers, on they went and off I went for a bit of track running
Taupo is home to the largest lake in New Zealand, but still has all the thermal activity of Roturoa and is the home of outdoor sports on the North Island.
I has run almost 10km before I got to the falls, which arent high, but pump through enough water every second to fill to olympic swimming pools, so fairly impressive. The weather was still shocking and I was soaked. Off can my socks and on went a spare t-shirt.
A short run from the falls was the craters of the moon, an hour walk around more thermal activity. The site looked more impressive than normal due to all the bad weather. Steam rose from the hot rocks and I wandered around boiling mud and walkways which you could hear the water below bubbling, all very impressive.
I ran back along the Waikato river, which leads to lake taupo. Every view was a good one and on the way back were more hot springs. Off can the soaked shoes and jacket, and into the springs I jumped....i love new zealand.
I sat there for almost an hour nursing my blistered feet before heading back into town, that night more drinks and a hangover for the following day.
The original plan was to use taupo as a base to do the Tongariro crossing, one of the most famous walks in the country and hoe to mount doom in lord of the rings
After signing my life away and watching a short video, I was putting on a stylist red jump suite and a leather hat...hhhmmmm nice. A short demonstration a then into the plane, cramped in like sardines. The flight took 20 mins to go up to 12000 feet, way above the cloud line....the it was time. The door opened and bizarrely in rushed clouds, I was due second out and it was soon my turn. I didn't ave much time to think about it and tried to remember my instruction, head of instructors shoulder, legs between his.....and oh shit I'm falling in the sky.
What was really bizarre was seeing Michelle the camera lady floating in front of me and when the parachute opened seeing others falling in the sky.
The was truly a magical experience and I would anyone to give it a go at least once. What I was really surprised at, was that it did not upset your guts. The only time I felt dodgy was when Peter, my instructor started doing crazy loops, although this was very cool. He even let me have a go steering the chute....which was really cool.
So play time over and dvd in hand I went back to the hostel after missing my bus and ended up getting an over night bus to Wellington to catch up with Sarah.