Sky Divin' - Finally

Trip Start Feb 27, 2009
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Trip End Sep 13, 2009


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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

May 20, 2009

Kay Marie and I are up at the crack of dawn - the weather looks OK - but I don't get my hopes up.  We walk down to Old McDonald's reception and there we are - a bus is waiting.  It whisks us to the dive site and we're assured that the dive is going ahead. 

SHIT SHIT FUCK SHITE FUCK BOLLOCKS SHIT.

That might be the feeling I had as I realised there is now no turning back.  Kay is already on the phone begging forgiveness of all she has verbally murdered in life and praying to be safely returned to her loved ones. 

Basically guys the photos should say it all - so I won't rant on about it.  The very friendly Liam checks us in and if anything strikes me about sky diving - its how quick it all happens both the dive itself and the prep.  My diving buddy - Evan - has me harnessed up, interviewed on DVD and in the plane with minimal instruction (you actually do nothing - they do it all) before you can blink.  The next thing me, Kay, two cameramen and our saviours who will be attached to us are ascending in a little plane made of Heinz Beans cans to 13,000 feet.  The plane is obviously not even a worry as at the moment it is more at home to me than a log cabin 5 start resort in the Alps.  I just don't want to be leaving it.  But I've no choice - in less than 5 minutes I'm ushered to a door and asked to pose for a photo and before I can even ask to scratch the shite from my kyacks, I'm hurtling through the air in free fall at minus 20 celcius - also the cold is not an issue - we drop 8.000 feet in 40 seconds before the parachute opens and puts on the breaks.  The rushing noise disappears and I'm floating to the ground with views of the Abel Tasman sea, the barely risen sun, the snow capped mountains and the national park - its heaven.

I've a video of it all - but it takes too long to upload - so the pics will have to do for now.

Its the best thing I've ever done.  Words are failing me right now - so just trust me.

The Day Begins

Amazingly the day has just begun - we get out DVDs, Hoodies and are picked up by the bus and we hurtle towards our next stop in Barrytown - a village of only 40 inhabitants.  On the way, we take in spectacular coastal and mountain views as we ascend, descends and wind through the South Island Alpine ranges.  We stop off at a seal colony and most impressively - just as  the sun was going down at the Pancake Rocks and Blow Holes in a seaside village.  The views of the sea crashing into the cliffs and the pancake rock formations (layered rock cliffs) were all just perfect in a perfect sunset. 

Fancy Dressin'

The night is young after we arrive.  We are to dress up in a fancy dress this evening in the only pub/hostel in the small town of Barrytown where the men are men and the women are strong men.  Natalie's team is playing in the Super 14 rugby on Friday in the semis - so we've to dress up in our country or local teams colours.  See the pictorial evidence of my take on Irish patriotism for more.  We get sloshed and gossip and play killer - the pool game - which is crap as the bitches are there and, quite frankly, we don't like them.

Great day - great times - New Zealand is starting to pull ahead in the New Zealand v Oz stakes.

On my iPod

Free fallin' - Tom Petty
Slideshow Report as Spam

Comments

shling70
shling70 on

Sky Dive Photos
Sean

I swear to God I was crying I was laughing so much at the photos of the sky dive. Absolutely hilarious. I'm so glad you are having such a good time. Once again I'm green with envy but loving, loving the blogs. You are cheering me up no end. Very bad work week - redundancies but thankfully I missed the cut. Keep having a ball. Did you get my text about your Union Jack shorts? Aishling

killerrubes
killerrubes on

Barrytown Fancy Dress
Cunny, I'd have a face like that too if someone dressed me up in that shite. You look like the offspring from one of those Thai/Buddhist statues, mixed with a touch of Indian God hairstyle and a mentalist leprechaun who is mangled from a hangover and least bit impressed. Love the skydive photos, just like me, FSB was definitely my mantra, what an experience though. Glad you're having a great time.

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