I have had a lot of negativity on my mind. Every time I go to my keyboard to type up a post my brain is flooded with "I hate this" and "I wish this would change" and "People are dumb" sort of statements. And honestly, I feel those kind of blogs are ok every once in awhile, but I don't want to be "that girl" who always blogs about the negativity in my life/mind.
That was my dull attempt at an excuse as to why my blogging has been lacking.
My life isn't as lacklustre as my posting schedule as been. In fact last Saturday I had a mini-adventure to top all mini-adventures.
I went cliff jumping. Off a 15 ft cliff.
To all you adrenaline-filled-adventurous types this may seem completely un-adventurous. And actually might consider it an insult that I would label it such. But for me, as predictable and cautious as I tend to be this was quite the adventure for me. It all started with the idea of heading over to Lake Chelan for a cliff jumping adventure, unfortunately we had a commitment Saturday night and did not want to make a 8 hour round trip for an hour of fun. So I set out (via Google and YouTube) to find more nearby places to attempt the same. After a little browsing I finally found the place, Sunset Falls*, we could go that was only 4 hours round trip. I google mapped it and we were set. Saturday morning I got my new curve (with GPS, hooray!) out for a test run. And unfortunately the map directions used a road that was barricaded. This caused us to have to settle for another area, Eagle Falls.
After about an hour of wading in the cold glacier melt water, and finding the perfect spot our group finally began to jump. It looked like fun and I decided I wanted to attempt having fun. The cliff was 15ft at the most and the water was quite calm in the area I was eyeing for a jump. Mike and the others finally convinced me to try it out. After 15min of almost jumping and then stopping for another session of coaxing, convincing and calming (there was even a moment where I hugged my sister just in case I didn't survive) I stepped off the ledge.
It was exhilarating, until I hit the water. In all my preparing to jump. I forgot to prepare myself to stay calm once I hit the water. As I was submerged in the water a sudden rush of panic set it. It seemed like I had sunk all the way to the bottom of an ocean and that I would never find the surface. When I did finally emerge my heart was racing and before I knew it I began to sink again. My desperate attempts at doggy-paddling my way towards the rocks was failing. Mike jumped in the water after me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him causing him to lose all ability to move. Finally after quite a bit of splashing, struggling and panic I finally was able to grip on to a slimy rock. After giving myself time to calm down Mike moved me to shallower waters and forbade me to jump again**.
I sat for the last hour, drying in the sun, and loathing the others that were still jumping. But it was a great experience. I want to do it again (after I learn to swim of course***).
* Here's a link to the YouTube video that shows Sunset Falls, it's about 4 min into the video Click Here.
** Never was I planning to jump off a cliff. I am not a strong swimmer and thought that jumping off a 20-30ft cliff would not be the best idea for me.
*** I did have swimming lessons when I was in elementary. But due to my over-protective father, who didn't want me prancing around in a swim-suit (one piece or otherwise) I wasn't allowed to participate in many swimming activities and therefore forgot how to swim.
