November 28, 2012 in Category Australia,Cairns,Scarlett Adventures...

The time I went Jungle Surfing…

When I started this little blog over a year ago I had the idea that it was going to be a bucket list blog, chronicling all of my exciting adventures and pushing me to try new things…

Of course, nothing ever goes quite to plan – I realised pretty sharpish that my life is more Bridget Jones than David Attenborough and, whilst it does constantly push me into trying new things and looking at the world in a different way, (the fight in the gay bar was certainly new) it’s gradually turned more and more into a list of my many misdemeanors with the occasional rant thrown in.

Whatever.

Anyway, as I was saying… when the whole Bucket List idea was on the agenda, I just so happened to be travelling around Australia, putting myself in all kinds of ridiculous situations under the pretence of good journalism. Now, for those of you who are unfamiliar with the world of Bucket List writing, I should tell you that you pretty much HAVE to write a post about the time you went Zipwiring through some sort of forest/jungle. If you don’t do this you’re not a bucket list writer. You’re a shithouse.

So, naturally, as soon as I saw a leaflet for jungle surfing in Cape Tribulation, I was on it. Honestly I’d already written the post in my head before I’d even got harnessed up; “It was amazing; the feeling of flying through the trees is a weightlessness you can’t get anywhere else – you felt free, one with nature…” etc etc, you know the stuff.

 The reality of my experience, however, was a little different…

After plonking a “Barbie” helmet on my head, the guides, (‘Guides’? ‘Instructors’? ‘People what learned us zipwiring’? What would you call them?)the guides pushed me to the front and told me I was the first to give it a go. You should know that I hate doing things first, mainly because I invariably do something wrong and fuck up the whole experience for the rest of the group.

This was one of those occasions.

They harnessed me up and sat me on the edge of the platform ready to whizz through the treetops like a bird in flight. As I sat there, the guide at the destination platform on the other side of the forest shouted something to me…

“What? Go?? Did she just tell me to go??”

“NO!! Don’t go yet, we’re not ready this en-“

Too late. 

I’d already pushed off the platform and, as the guide hadn’t had a chance to tighten the wire properly, I was now dangling mid air like a sack of potatoes… the warm Australian breeze blowing me just enough so that I continuously bumped into the tree holding up the platform.

(I actually took this photo by accident, mid-dangle – at least I had a good view. Of the rainforest, not my knees… I don’t know why I felt the need to clear that up.)

Realistically I was only dangling for a couple of minutes before the rest of the team hoisted me back up like a cannonball… but it was still sufficient enough time for me to panic and for the rest of the group to laugh and take pictures of my humiliation.

Once I’d finally managed to master the art of listening to instructions, things went a lot more smoothly. I did in fact “glide through the glade”, “whip around the treetops like a bird” …and all of those other cunt phrases I’d pre-written about the event.

Sure, I left with a bump on my head from bashing into the tree and a cut from when I panicked and started to windmill my arms frantically… but whizzing through one of the world’s oldest and most beautiful rain forests like ninja barbie was totally worth it!  

 

17 comments… read them below or add one

Victoria | Bridges and Balloons November 28, 2012 at 5:32 pm

I just found your blog. It’s gorgeous. And jungle surfing looks awesome! I look forward to reading along. And your captcha is brilliant!

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Scarlett November 29, 2012 at 8:27 am

Ahhhh that’s so sweet – thank you!! xx

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Helen November 28, 2012 at 8:49 pm

Reading this had me in stitches. great post!

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Scarlett November 29, 2012 at 8:27 am

Thank you lovely :) xx

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snowbird November 29, 2012 at 2:18 pm

Hahahaha…I love the pic of you hanging upside down!!! xxxxx

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jaklien December 1, 2012 at 10:55 am

I did something similar in Costa Rica. Loved it!!

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Scarlett December 3, 2012 at 8:58 am

It’s great fun isn’t it! xx

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Michael Hodson December 2, 2012 at 11:38 am

I agree with Victoria — just found your blog and it looks great. Congrats on the design. (and love the story also)

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Scarlett December 3, 2012 at 8:57 am

Ahh, how sweet – thank you :) x

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Jessica December 2, 2012 at 12:06 pm

Haha – hilarious! I tried this in Thailand recently, and whenever the guide told me to jump, I literally reconfirmed about 6 times before actually doing it:
“Go now?” ….
“Yes. Go”….
“So I should jump off?”
“Yes – you can go”.
“Like….right now?”

I’m pretty sure I was incredibly annoying, but I was terrified of jumping before everything was hooked up and falling to an avoidable death.

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Scarlett December 3, 2012 at 8:57 am

Haha that’s exactly what I was like afterwards! xx

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Lauren December 5, 2012 at 2:19 pm

Badass.

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Scarlett December 5, 2012 at 3:50 pm

Hahaha, oh yeah, I’m like Spiderman x

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Christy December 11, 2012 at 10:38 pm

Jungle surfing. I think I may have to call it that from now on. 😉 I also got stuck on a zipline in Costa Rica. Scott loves to tell the story about how I pulled the ghetto hand brakes too much, so I was dangling in the air and the guide had to come get me.

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Scarlett December 12, 2012 at 8:04 am

Hahaha sounds hilarious Christy! x

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Ian [EagerExistence] December 12, 2012 at 2:16 am

Pfft. Instructions. Who needs ’em?

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Scarlett December 12, 2012 at 7:58 am

So true Ian x

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