I jumped off a bridge with a glorified elastic band attached to my feet. By God it was scary. Far, far scarier than the Skydive. For the dive you have a bloke strapped to his back who knows what he's doing and doesn't want it to go wrong any more than you do. You're so busy making sure you get the right body position to start the dive that the actual jumping from the plane is not such an issue. You're pushed out by him and by the time you realise what's going on he's deployed his small stabalising parachute and you're freefalling. He does the hard work and you can just take in the scenery and the sensation. Next thing you know he's popped the proper 'chute and you're gliding back to the ground.
With the bungy there's three or four seconds of sheer, naked terror. You're pointed to the edge, shuffle along, are told to look at the camera and smile and then it's up to you. From the moment you realise you've overbalanced and are going to fall until the moment the rope starts to take up the slack it's just terrifying. Once it starts to pull and slow you down it's actually fun, then you bounce up and down a few times and that bit's quite nice.
So they're both very different beasts and I'd say that for me it was easier to skydive than bungy, and it's certainly the one I'd rather do again.
Monday, 2 March 2009
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