#14 – Skydive

If at first you don’t succeed,
then skydiving definitely isn’t for you
– Steven Wright

My first Skydive took place in 2015, over Airlie Beach on the East Coast of Australia with Skydive Airlie Beach. Since then I have also performed a Skydive over Lake Wanaka in New Zealand’s South Island.

Skydiving is one of those things that is on nearly every travellers bucket list. Honestly, when you’re backpacking through Australia and New Zealand, it is kind of like a 50/50 split on whether or not the random person you are going to end up sharing a room with in a hostel has skydived or not. And if they haven’t, more often than not they are planning to.

I had never really thought about skydiving before I started journeying from Sydney up to Cairns. Actually, I don’t think I had thought about it much before arriving in Byron Bay. Of course I had seen – through various social media platforms – that people would often do it back in the UK to raise money for charity but, unlike bungy jumping, it barely registered. The more I spoke to people who had done one though, the more I wanted too.

I’ve never been great with heights. In fact, one of my greatest fears is falling from them. Therefore, it makes absolutely no sense to me that I felt ridiculously calm as the little plane holding myself to two other wannabe-skydivers climbed to 15,000ft. Even in my video, when asked if I had any last words, I replied with a little quip along the lines of “if you’re watching this, I hope I’m watching it with you” (honestly, I crack myself up. Why don’t more people find me funny?!)

To be honest, the fact I was calm may have had something to do with the fact that I was quite possibly still a tiny bit very drunk from the previous night. After all, it was an 8.30am skydive and I was coming off the back of a 2D1N Whitsundays sailing adventure, followed by a huge night out – it was basically a booze-fest!

So yeah. My first skydive and I was quite possibly still drunk and not really aware of what was going on. I soon sobered up once we fell out of the plane mind you – it wasn’t half nippy!

Callum 0069

I think my face says it all here – the moment when I realised some crazy Italian dude just jumped me out of a plane at 15,000ft over Airlie Beach.

The jumping is taken out of your hands, as your tandem kind of just grabs you into position and then you tumble out. From 15,000ft you get a sixty second freefall before the parachute is released. If you’re really lucky (like I was) then they will pass you the handles (if that is what they are called) of the parachute so you can have a bit of fun with changing direction and making yourself spin. Me being me, I ensured we glided straight through a cloud – it was great.

Anyway, then we kind of just sailed down over the beautiful Whitsunday Isles before landing.


That isn’t a view that you see every day. Maybe I’ll return to Airlie for another Skydive one day

Skydiving? Done and dusted mate.

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