Reflections: Oahu, Hawaii

Extract from my diary, September 6th 2011:

What a f**king day! I went SKY DIVING! 14’000 feet, jumped out of a plane strapped to a man I’d met five minutes earlier! ‘What the hell am I doing?’ was pretty much all that was going through my head the entire time preceding the jump. Seriously, what the hell!?

[…random babbling…]

Then…we jumped…

…and we fell and we fell and we fell and we fell. For a whole minute. I thought I would have been screaming my head off but I could barely make a sound. You don’t know which way is up or what is going on at all for a few seconds. Then it’s just shock and amazement. It’s impossible to comprehend, let alone describe.


One year on, I still cherish that day as one of the best days of my life. Unlike many backpackers, I set out with the intention of avoiding all extreme sports. I didn’t understand why anyone would put themselves in a potentially fatal situation, when they could choose to be safe on solid ground. That was before I met Lucky.

I met Lucky in Los Angeles, and it just so happened he was flying to Honolulu the same day as me. We met up in Waikiki and took the lengthy bus journey up to the North Shore, where all the good surfing is. He wanted to get off the beaten track; I just wanted to get away from the many honeymooners in Honolulu who were making me want to gag on a near constant basis.

Lucky suits his name. He’s basically a nutter. A blonde, long-haired German who blows any preconception that Germans are boring totally out of the water, he was abuzz with energy, exploring our surroundings with an enthusiasm I can only compare to that of a 10 year old boy.

He was just what I needed.

One night, after a couple of glasses of wine, Lucky, Jake our cabin mate and I were deep in conversation:

“Come on guys, let’s do it! Let’s all just make a pact and go to the airfield tomorrow. You won’t regret it!”

“I don’t know Lucky… I’m not as wild as you!”

“But come on! You have to!”

*Cue about 40 minutes of similar circular conversation*

“…Oh OK then.”

That’s all it takes. All you need to do is say yes. Say YES to the things that scare you.

You might just end up having the best day of your life.

9 Responses to “Reflections: Oahu, Hawaii”
  1. Will says:

    Fantastic. And a bloody genius way to ‘recycle’ an old post, for want of a better word. I wish I’d thought of this!

  2. Ooo I remember this feeling! I spent the entire plane journey up there thinking ‘why the hell am I doing this? Why, why why? I want to be nice and safe on the ground!’ but it actually turned out to be the best thing ever. Lucky sounds like a great travel buddy!

  3. Wetfootprints says:

    Great blog entry! sounds like an experience that i will l eave you too though, il take my risks going deep rather than high!!! 🙂

  4. Claire says:

    Great post! I did a skydive years ago in Australia and reading this brought back so many memories of being sh*t scared and excited all at the same time. You’re so right – sometimes all you have to do is say yes!

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