I decided I didn't want a lay in today, I got up, showered and had breakfast! I had got some cereal the day before. I then decided that I would get reception at the hostel to check if they have any late cancellations for skydiving today. Jenny the receptionist was on the phone for a while, I wasn't hopeful as the weather was perfect again. But she then looked up at me with a smile, "2pm" I just said yes, and nodded!! Whoop whoop!!! I'm doing it. I now had 4 hours to chill out and relax before my big adventure!! At the time I wasn't worried at all... (I knew if my parents would have known they wouldn't have slept much that night!). I thought it was best to tell them once it was done. I packed a day bag, and headed to the beach. Sunbathed and slept on the beach until about one o'clock, I then took a slow walk back to the hostel. Got changed and then waited around.

2 o'clock pasted and there was still no sign of my pick up. I started to think was I at the right place. I couldn't check with reception as they close 11:30-15:30! Nice long lunch. I started to think that maybe I wouldnt be jumping after all. In the end about 14:30 the diver picked me up. Apologising for being late, explaining they have just moved venues. It was a little bit crazy. When I arrived at the base, I could see it was crazy, people everywhere. It was mental. Not sure anyone knew what was going on. When I arrived, I was asked to sign my life away! Completed all the correct documentation, and decided against the additional insurance that the skydive centre offers. It's not like my instructor wanted to get hurt! Plus if the parashoot didn't open, I would be jam anyway. Unless we managed a crash landing in the water! I was told to take a seat and wait for an hour before my training. I could go and get some lunch if I wanted. At that moment, I didn't really fancy eating.. Not because I was scared, just didn't want to be sick or anything on the way down! Watched people come and go, and every hour or so, I saw between 7 and 8 people land on the beach.! I know people won't believe me, but I wasn't scared. If anything I was really excited. (you can see this when you watch my video of the dive!). In total I was sat around for about two and a half hours. Started talking to these guys from Northern Ireland. You should have seen there faces! They were s***ting it so bad. I guess I didn't really help! As I was still ok about the whole thing. Just couldn't remove the smile off my face. We had our safety briefing, and learnt the 2 important moves. First- the leaving the plane arch position also known as the banana! We had to tuck our legs under the plane when sitting at the edge of the door! The second was the landing position knees up, and feet out. We meet our instructors, my guy was called Rob. I was just glad that he was about my build and my height! He got the harness on me, and we started to film the footage for my DVD! CRINGE! (I have watched the video and I have this strange unnatural toothy smile talk going on!!?)

The airport was about 20 minutes away in a place called Tully. When I say airport. It was a field, with a small white aircraft, and a strip of concrete as the runway. Our pitot was a women! I'm not sexiest, but that was the first time I felt a bit worried. Plus the plane was so small, and we had to sit backwards... There was 1 pilot, 7 instructors, 7 first time skydivers and 2 camera man jumpers! As we started to rattle down the runway, I started to get cramp in my leg, and couldn't really do anything about it. I just about managed to lift my bum, to straighten my leg, and stopped it. The sun was starting to set over the nearby mountains covered in rainforest! we still had blue skies, with a tint of orange around the horizon. Looked amazing. I was watched the height gage in the arm of the instructor in front of me, and it only said 4,000ft! This looked high. We had another 10,000ft to go. The flight was about 25 minutes, and the aircraft positioned it's self over mission beach. My instructor got us ready, and attached me to him. It was so tight!

They then opened the door, the wind started to rush in, making the cabin really noisy! I had worked out that we would be the 5th pair to jump. The first pair got into position, and within seconds went flying out the door! As soon as they left the wind took them spinning away from the plane! This was the first time I started to get sweaty hands! But I only waited about 40 seconds and it was my turn to jump! It was a bit difficult to move when someone is strapped to our back. I sat in the door frame, tucking my legs under like I was told, and then Rob put the camera in my face, said 3... 2... 1... Leaned my head against his chest, and pushed us both out the door!

At this speed you don't have time to think much, the first couple of seconds gave me that falling sensation. After that it was just the wind blowing past that you cold feel. I felt the tap on my arm, meaning I had to put my arms out! I then started to play up to the camera a little! I stuck my tongue out a couple of times, when your falling at 10,000 feet per minute it's quite hard to out your tongue back in your mouth! After about 30 seconds Rob took us into a spin! Going around and around, the horizon just spinning! I was looking around at the views, beaches, islands, mountains, and rainforest! Directly below was the resort of mission beach. At 4,000ft the parachute was pulled! And I could then enjoy the guiding part! My harness was digging in a bit, but I didn't care, I was just taking in the breathtaking views! We did a few banks, and turns on the way down! I have to be honest, I was glad when I looked up, and the parachute was open fully! I could see below on the beach some of the guys had already landed. It was now our turn! With my legs up, and feet out, we came in for a fast landing, landing on our bottoms! Coming to a stop in the sand. I can honestly say that is the best thing I have ever done, it was amazing, incredible and more. I had a smile on my face that no one could take away. I thanked Rob, and said I know my mum would be thanking him too. Then walked back to the base to get the kit taken off. From aircraft to beach was 7 minutes! I am glad I didn't bother with the extra insurance, it would have been a waste of $30. I waited around for my DVD, and my free t-shirt! Then Clive the driver took me back to the hostel. We chatted, and when I asked how long does it take to walk from my hostel to the dive centre he said "3 beers!" I love the fact he measures distance in beers! I am going to start doing that.

I was still buzzing, while cooking my dinner, I had pasta and sauce left from yesterday, and I was staving and so thirsty by now, after doing the tongue out stunt! I chilled and watched a movie with the other guys at the hostel. Showered, packed my bag, as I have an early start to catch my greyhound in the morning. I'm so glad I did the skydive here. Now I have time to do another one!!!

I got into bed, and finally texted my mum "SKYDIVE DONE".