The Moment
Not just another moment
Going east towards Plettenberg bay we ask what all backpackers have to ask themselves - is it that high or am I just getting old to dare the jump? No, backpackers are not excused and neither are we, age is nothing but an excuse. So down it gooees (the immense sensation of panic is really fascinating)... and further down (feels like all the blood is packed in the skull as I reach the bottom), then I'm bouncing up and down in pure ecstasy.