This is Queenstown New Zealand 1994 in my daring days. We donned our wetsuits, then jumped in a helicopter, then landed on the top of cliff of the longest suspension bridge in the southern hemisphere, then bungeed off a bridge into the Shotover River in New Zealand. Our inverted bodies were then flipped over right side up into the next adventure: Jet boating. This was breath taking, thrilling, like nobody's business. Wow. The prequisite of a boat driver is to be a race car driver. The white water rafting afterwards was scary, not because of the rapids but because the lack of a good guide. The evening wrapped up at the bar, where I got black eyes and bloody.
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