What a day I have had! For dads 50th we arranged a weekend of things to do, sailing on Thursday, an 1 ½ hour boat ride out to a lovely café for lunch on Friday, Saturday we relaxed in the morning then went exploring around Nelson and back for a party last night. Then today, Sunday we had one more surprise for dad… Sky diving. Which he insisted he did not want to do alone and so I was enrolled to go along with him!

Well let me say I was a little nervous on the way to the airport. It all went pretty quick, we were strapped into our gear, met our instructor and then into the plane we piled. My instructor was Matt, he told me he had a massive crush on a girl called Cushla when he was younger. How fitting. So cush and Matt climbed to 13,000 feet and then for some reason opened the door and jumped out!

When we got to 5,000 feet it already looked more than high enough to me. When we got to 13,000 it was cold enough that you could see your breath coming out of your mouth!

It was the most amazing thing I have ever done in my life. No time for being scared as they just shuffle along to the door and out you go free falling for 50 seconds from 13,000 feet to 5,000 feet where they open the parachute. So much fun!


Why jump out of a perfectly good aeroplane???