Hmmm...good question. Or a bad one really, a better one would be Why NOT? This all started with a phone call, from someone who had just booked a place on a weekend trip to France (summer 1991 - before most people knew anything about Bungy Jumping (or Bungee jumping , for the illiterate majority)). Anyway, the idea of throwing myself from a 200ft viaduct in Normandie hadn't had time to be gradually introduced and reasoned away; I'd seen various nutters doing it from the Clifton Suspension bridge on the local TV - including one unfortunate Santa who'd erred on the generous side with his elastic and become stuck in mud up to his chest with the odd broken leg - so it wasn't a totally new idea. What was new was the thought that it wasn't just some TV nut case that could do it, but ME. And of course before my natural strong fear of heights had time to intervene , I had a mission. No cash, but a mission. Now being a resourceful student, I managed to get round the cash problem by getting someone else to pay - 27 other people in 2 minibuses actually, all in aid of Rag. This turned out to be the first of many trips across the channel, setting the standard of organisation to be followed and disastrously exaggerated in future. [The trip that got diverted to a pub in New Cross has to be a particular favourite!]
No, really what we're here for is to bring together like-minded, or like- mindless people interested in doing things they might well have once considered something someone else does - not really applicable to bungy jumping in these days of cranes in pub car parks, but we do like to seek out the REAL bungy sites . Then of course there's parachuting/gliding and really anything that involves flying or falling through the air. If it also includes water, so much the better . If it includes beer as well....let it just be said that the official names of our illustrious members do owe something to the brewing trade.
