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elastic band keeping me from crashing into the rocks below. The towards our destination, and maybe a new destiny. The Sullivan problem with making such a decision in early December is that family were in convoy which included my Dad, my step mum, you have a full month to play out every possible outcome in your sister and brother-in-law. Upon asking my Dad the night before mind, over and over again. This wasn’t as bad in previous years whether he would like to come and witness this ground breaking as the resolutions were not as suicidal as this – in fact, resolutions event, his response was a resounding “Bloody hell Andrew, I of years gone by would actually help with the enjoyment of holiday wouldn’t miss this for the world” which was said with an almost season as I could offset the guilt, safe in the knowledge that come sadistic excitement. A tad unsettling, I must say. the 1st of Jan all would change. During the journey my unusual calmness had been replaced by Countdown commencing the expected nerves and butterflies which were being kept in check, just, by my in-built emotional defence mechanisms which I was able to park the feelings of abject fear during the yuletide were operating on overdrive. The scene at the venue is stunning, celebrations and enjoy the time with my family who had come to truly stunning, not that I could actually enjoy it as my body and visit from the UK. But as is the way with Christmas, it came and mind had retreated into a kind of surreal numbness that was only went with its usual hastiness. The weeks from my first announce- focused on completing the job I had come to do. Let’s get on with ment had turned into days in what seemed like minutes, and it……. before I knew it, my day of reckoning had arrived. I allowed myself a peak at the bridge from the great vantage point I live in gloriously beautiful Plettenberg Bay, which amongst its of the restaurant, as people flung themselves off and the realisa- many benefits is only 40km’s down the N2 from the famous tion hit me; that would be me in 45 minutes time. The admin and Bloukrans Bungy – the highest bridge jump in the world! So the attachment of harnesses went by in a quick blur, I wasn’t actually morning of January 1st 2015 arrived, and I was surprised to feel there – I don’t know where I was, but it definitely wasn’t there. relatively calm while waiting to be collected by my ex-wife Lorna and two beautiful daughters, Tilly and Molly. In fact, when I got in I will be back, promise! the car it was their fear that was palpable, not mine – which did worry me somewhat. Especially Lorna, she had done the jump I said my farewells to loved ones, which felt akin to a death row before and knew exactly what I was about to go through, good inmate saying his final goodbyes. There were a few tears before and bad, whereas I was blissfully ignorant. I was led away by Leon, our awesome jump guide, along with 17 equally petrified first- timers. Well 16 first timers and Roger. Everything was going swimmingly as we cruised along the N2 Roger (not sure if that was his name, but he looked like a Roger).