When we reached Kipu Falls, there were a couple of dozen people there, mostly locals from what we could tell. There were some people in the water below, some were off to our right by a large rope swing and the rest were standing at the edge of the falls with us.
People in the water below, waiting and watching.
Then suddenly, without warning — at least to us — a woman leapt over the side of the falls to the water below. Then two men stepped up and casually did back flips off the edge.
We hadn’t noticed it before but there was a large metal ladder to the right where people could climb back up to the top.
Then we saw our first Tarzan swing out on the rope swing as high as he could go before letting go and dropping to the water below with a loud thud and a big splash.
Tarzan groupies stood in the water below snapping pictures.
The next thing I know Sarah has stripped down to her bathing suit and is asking me if I dare her to jump.
I don’t think she needed much encouragement as she inched closer to the edge, fighting her extreme fear of heights.
Then with a quick look back she was in the air plummeting down the side of the falls.
Swimming in the deep water below, watching those who her followed her down before climbing back up the ladder.
As the Tarzans continued putting on their impressive display.