Somehow we reached middle of the bridge, it was quite windy. I was any way shivering, there was no need for wind actually. It was my husbands turn first, I knew he was scared but he jumped off quite easily, and then it was my turn
I wanted to wait for him to return safe and sound but our skipper was quite eager that I must go now , I stood there at edge, with both legs tied, in that situation it was impossible to run off. I saw a nice lush green valley stretched before me..but looking down again churned my stomach,. Fear boiling withing my self, What If..? What if rope breaks, what if I get a sever jerk? There were so many what ifs and I was trying to console them by assuring, dont worry..everything will be fine..it was in vain but somehow I took off..
Now let me clarify, I never experienced free fall in my life, I never fell of from bed even for that matter. But when I let my self go in to that 216 m deep valley it was horrible & yet soothing, light, weightless feeling. Chilled wind blew on my face & after what seemed as eternal fall, I got pulled off by rope. Something within me rested in peace that yes I am tied to some real earthy point and not gonna fell off.. but that peace lasted only for a second and followed by huge swing of rope, a whole view rotated around me. I wanted to scream but, voice failed me in that void. After two swings rope settled a bit. I was hanging upside down in that serene deep valley, Bloukrans river still looked like a tiny stream of a water from there. And for a moment I realized what amazing place it is... If one has to die.. whats better place than this..? whats better way..? Immersed in deep void of this tranquil valley..