Adrenalin(e) Junkie for Life

After 2.5 hours, incredibly sore hands and shoulders, some bruises, and three levels in the forest, I’m proud to say that I survived Adrenalin Forest (yes, Kiwis spell it without the ‘e’) in Porirua.

I’ve been dying to go here ever since I moved, especially since I’ve always considered myself a bada** when it comes to jumping off, scaling, or flipping off high things. Sounds like a dream come true, right?

Well, this proved to be quite possible the most physically challenging thing I’ve ever experienced. Either I’m really out of shape, or Kiwis are just incredibly fit and adrenaline gurus.

You get 3 hours to complete the course with your safety lock on/off caribbeaner. When they taught us how to use the equipment, it made me laugh inside since safety is basically in your hands… the platforms are narrow when you land, a cable or two might be broken here and there, and the instructors are watching you on the ground while you scale these obstacle courses in the trees on your own. No big deal.

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To see more of the obstacle course in action, click here and here.

Out of the 2.5 km of obstacle forest, the hardest parts were clipping and unclipping the caribbeaner through loops while climbing wobbly ladders. Sounds stupid, but true. And tightrope walking (literally) with only a top skinny wire to balance yourself was also pretty damn scary. Exhilarating, but scary in the sense where your fingers ached from trying to hold on and not fall off the wire. Because, heaven forbid if any of us adrenaline junkies had to call for help, right?

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There were kids as young as 6 yrs. and folk as old as 65 yrs. (I’m estimating) who were in the forest at the same time as us, so it was more motivating to think, “If they can get through this, so can I!”

It was incredibly fun… walking across wooden bridges, wobbly trash cans strung together, ziplining (called “flying fox” here), walking across wires, snowboarding (ish) across wires, climbing ropes, hanging on things, trying to run across courses as quickly as possible to prove that you’re bada**, etc.

And I still feel so blessed to have the chance to hang out with people who work for Weta. Their creativity, ambition, geekiness, happy-go-lucky spirits– it makes me feel that much more at ease and truly empowered with my decision that I chose to move abroad to NZ, out of all other countries, first.

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