I walked back to the room and we packed up. I didn’t want anything for breakfast. I’d learnt from my experiences up in New Jersey about large deep fried breakfasts before doing anything exhilarating. I ate half a bagel and drank a chocolate milk.
Along with a dozen others we met Chris the instructor for the jump. As he set up we slipped on our harnesses and chatted excitedly to the others around. He made an order from the two groups – a heavier and a lighter group. I was one of the 5 in the heavy group. I kept my hand down until I was the last one. So I was going to be number 5!
The first chap to go was a 60 year old who nervously did a great push off and had a great jump. There were two young brothers in their mid 20’s who were next Both of them did two jumps. For their second jump we threw them off. Lucas had a rush from that.
It was my turn. I had my gopros strapped on. I was very nervous. I wanted to build it up as much as I could. The anticipation is as much of the rush as actually jumping. I was a little scared, but knew I could do it. It was a great feeling.
I stood up tall, looked down, then out and up and jumped out as far as I could. I k
ept my arms up and sailed out and down into the George 500 feet below. 
What a rush! I almost made it to terminal velocity. It was incredible jumping into the Grand Canyon. The spring up pulled a few g’s and I was racing up towards the bridge. Then I had the fall, and rushed back down heading to the water.
On the second spring up I gave the crowd a big wave. I felt comfortable and the adrenalin was really kicking in!
Eventually the rope came down and I clipped on the caribena which would pull me back up to the bridge. I soon came upright and was being pulled up. I enjoyed being in the canyon, it was so peaceful and there was a very large bird that resembled an eagle than few close.
The video I made: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMt9L-PctLM&feature=youtu.be
WOW it was incredible. What a place to do it too. The scenery was outstanding and added to the whole jump. Chris, the instructor, thinks it’s the most picturesque bridge to jump from in the US.
I had such a great jump and my fears of jumping off a bridge were now gone. What a way to do it and what an awesome thing to do on exchange. I’ll have to find something bigger to top it now! I wanted to go again and be thrown off, but thought I’d save it for another time. Maybe I’ll come back with the family and give them the pleasure of throwing me off a bridge?
After a switch in bungee cord for the light group, it was Abby’s turn. We strapped the gopro’s onto her and she looked great and was excited. She climbed up and jumped no problem. She hardly screamed (unlike me (I was doing it for fun and to pump me up)) and had a smooth jump. We got it all on film. She really enjoyed it.
Logan was up next and after getting the camera’s on her she nervously scaled the railing. Her legs didn’t have the strength to push off and she semi fell straight down and had a bit off a jolt. She was screaming, in pleasure of pain we weren’t sure. She loved the jump so much she cried (out of nerves) and we got it all on film!
I was glad we all jumped safely and the gopro’s were still attached. We enjoyed watching the others jump and the non jumpers helped pull the jumper up with a pulley system.
The sun was out and it was such a great place to jump. I couldn’t have asked for a better experience. We got some great pictures and video too.
Around 1pm after helping Chris pack up we headed off towards Page for lunch. We found a buffet Chinese restaurant and paid 6 dollars for a great range of food. I downloaded the pictures and videos in preparation for the next location later that afternoon.
We drove for 2 hours and made it to Kayenta, and quickly drove through towards Monument Valley. 
We made it just in time to catch the sun setting and the light was perfect and magical. We were the only ones out here except for the infrequent passing cars. 
I was taken away by the beauty of the place. The camera just didn’t capture the atmosphere and give the sights justice. 
We drove back into town and checked into a great hotel that Abby had booked a couple of days earlier. The room was nice and the beds were soft. We headed back downstairs to the hotel restaurant and enjoyed a meal there. The serving size was ridiculous. 
Abby ate about ¼ of her meal. I struggled to finish mine. The bread that was made locally was awesome though and I had some with honey before we left. Understandably there is no alcohol on reservation due to the effects alcoholic drinks have on them. Its similar to the aborigines back home.
We went back to the room, chilled out and listen to Bob Marley. We had a great night sleep.
Here is the video I made of our time at the Grand Canyon and Monument Valley:
"I’d learnt from my experiences up in New Jersey about large deep fried breakfasts before doing anything exhilarating." - hahahahaha yuppp
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