I usually do my best to describe my feelings, emotions, or general sights and sounds in words for this blog. I cannot in any way describe two things:1. The sheer fear I felt building up to this. Skydiving back in 2007 was easy as pie - for whatever reason I had absolutely no fear at any stage. This, on the other hand, was scary. And the fear only increases as you're carted along a skywire out to the middle of a massive canyon, with the mesh floor beneath you betraying just how far down you're going. The fear increases as you're tied up, get your photo taken (right), and tip-toe out to the edge of the ledge... staring 134 metres down to a river... and you hear "5...4...3...2...1..."
2. The size and scale of the smile that has been permanently etched on my face from the moment I came bouncing back up to 85 metres, only to plunge back down again (and to think other bungee jumps are from just 45 metres in total?!); a smile that has remained right back to Nevis Base Camp and the free internet access while you wait for a bus back to town...
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