The Canyon Swing at the Last Resort guarantees an experience of a lifetime
Located exactly 100 km from Kathmandu, The Last Resort is set on the high cliff gorge overlooking the gorgeous Bhote Khosi River.
-  05 Jun 2018 | nepaltraveller.com
With 100 m freefall, 150 km/hr speed, and 250m arch, the Canyon Swing at The Last Resort guarantees an experience of a lifetime.
I’m not the type of person who’s terrified of heights nor am I an adrenaline junkie. Up until now, I wasn't really sure about how I'd react to heights or about how much of a thrill seeker I was. But after trying canyon swing at The Last Resort, it's safe to say that I’m a bit of both.
Trying Canyon Swing wasn’t a thought up decision. When I first heard my friends were going to The Last Resort, I had an immediate urge to bungee jump but after finding out about the Swing, I couldn’t help but tag along with them. Situated 160m high, The Last Resort’s Canyon Swing is amongst the world’s highest gravity defying swing. By the looks of it, at that moment it didn’t feel daring at all, little did I know that I was in for an awakening.
Located exactly 100 km from Kathmandu, The Last Resort is set on the high cliff gorge overlooking the gorgeous Bhote Khosi River. Surrounded by pristine forest, the resort accommodates many adventurous activities like White Water Rafting, Canyoning, High Ropes, and Tandem Swing. You can also choose different sports packages- day trip, go and see day trip or overnight trip—depending on your time, preference and budget.
We took ‘The Swing day trip + video pack’ as it was more convenient and budget friendly. Just as its name suggests, it’s a one day trip to Tatopani including Lunch and transportation. Early in the morning, around 5:45 am, we assembled in The Last Resort sales office at Mandala Street and collected our bands. Five minutes’ walk from there, we boarded a tourist bus that took us to Tatopani. We reached resort Bus Park around 10:00 am and just opposite to the bus park on a large hill was the resort.
After reaching the resort, the bungee masters took us through the procedures and rules. We were divided into teams according to our weight. The instructors politely asked if we had any health complication or any fractures.
After our lunch, around 1:00 pm, we proceeded towards the bridge. On the middle of the bridge, Mr Bhola Shrestha, the bungee master, asked us to sit cross-legged so that he could brief us on the Dos and Dont’s. Luckily I was the sixth person in line to jump, and I was the second person in line for Swing (two consecutive bungees followed by one swing) after witnessing the first bungee, I was glad that I wasn’t the one doing it. Bungee seemed very complicated than swing because the person jumping has to pull different ropes that stabilizes the position whereas in swing everything is dependent on the harness and the suit. But when I saw the first swing my relief went away with the chill wind that was blowing on the bridge. Slowly the realisation started creeping in, I looked down and my heart skipped a beat. That incomprehensible chill that you feel at the bottom of your stomach when you see the rapid flowing Bhote Koshi 160 m down below. I tried to memorise the instruction Bhola gave to remain my composer but it all went in vain; my leg started shivering, my eyes wide open and the adrenaline came rushing in.
Finally, it was my turn. Bhola helped me to get into my harness and simultaneously repeated the instructions. He tried to divert my attention by asking my name— even though I had told him a dozen times— and my interests. Pointing at the bottom of the cliff, he says, “When you stop, there’ll be someone to pass you the rope. You’ll have to pull yourself towards him” but the thought of having to pull myself with the river flowing below terrified me.
After my harness was buckled on, Bhola asked me to stand on the edge of the platform, with half of my feet on air and half on the platform. I took small steps towards the edge hoping that nobody would see my knees buckling and thankful that I wasn’t wearing shorts. And of course, if it wasn’t totally safe, I wouldn’t be doing it. But all logic doesn’t come play in when you’re staring into a canyon and standing on a platform with no bars or support in front of you.
There I was too scared but determined to jump. I’ve tried paragliding before but here I was on my own, no parachute, nobody to guide me, just a rope that I hoped wouldn’t break. Pulling my suit towards him, Bhola says, “On the count of three you jump okay?” I nodded taking a deep breath. I closed my eyes and tried to accumulate all the courage I could ever have.
One. Two. Three and I jumped from a bridge 524ft high.
My stomach moved up and down and my eyes opened just as I jumped off the platform. For a brief second, I was utterly shocked; I couldn’t yell nor could I hold my hands together as Bhola told me to. I felt as if I was going to bang in one of those cliffs and get engulfed by the river below. I could hear the wind brushing strongly, and I yelled on top of my voice.
Slowly my screams were replaced by a genuine laughter as I reached the bottom. When I saw a person on the other side I signalled him to pass me the rope. Using all of my upper body strength I pull myself towards the stairways. The guide there was kind enough to pass me water and he helped me take my harness off. I stood there for a while trying to process what happened but when I saw somebody else swing from the bridge, I was glad that I did it.
If you’d ever ask me what has the most exhilarating feeling I ever had, then I would definitely narrate you this experience. Free Fall is the most amazing thing ever. They said that the freefall lasts up to 6 seconds. If that’s true then, it probably was the longest six seconds of my life.
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