Everyday during my lunch break at work, [ Fergburger ] I sit near the giant window and read the newspaper until i spot one of the paragliders up top of the mountain gliding down casually.
I do this every time.
Few days ago, my boss Ant caught me in my little hide spot.
He asked what i'm always looking at, and i told him i'm admiring the paragliders.
He then asked if i wanted to do it,
i told him he doesn't pay me enough to allow me to afford that.
He then was like, its all good, i'll get you with Dan, he's sponsored with Ferg, He's new zealand's top paraglider.
BOOM.
within two days, i was riding the Gondola with my shawty's Sarah Montgomery and Emily McD.
We get off the gondola, and then trek further up the mountain in snow/mud for about 5 minutes where we end up out of the forest on top of a huge mountain engulfed by other mountains and the lake below us.
Truly. The. Epitome. Of. What. I. Call. Beauty.
We all get latched up and tied together to our tandem fliers, Emily was first.
Long story short, they tie you up, then you jog together and then jump right off the mountain side into the air whilst the wind catches the parasail-chute...whatever its called.
So Emily ran and jumped and flew.
Then comes my turn. Dan tells me to run, so i start, literally, if i took one more step i'd be off the mountain side and in the air, but before i took that last leap all of a sudden i hear "Sh*t, drop down. STOP"
So i just haulted and stopped.
MYHEARTINMYTHROAT.
We climbed up, he told me our threads were tangled and if we were to jump we're automatically make a heavy right turn into the mountain next to us, so he had to decide to stop.
Sarah at this point has run off and leaped, Emily is down, and here i am on this mountain cliff flipin my lid.
Anyways, i jumped. i laughed, i meditated on the beauty that surrounded me. It was amazing.
