We usually several times April through September and the location is in northwest California.
After 30 years of bungee jumping, this year will be my last. The jump date is September 7th. We will drive up Saturday morning and meet up at the campsite. Then we’ll head out to the bridge and jump in the afternoon. After the jumps we’ll go back to Tish Tang and have a barbeque and a big party. Cost is $100 per person for a single jump.
California Bungee is a highly committed safety first organization. Currently California Bungee jumps from bridges throughout northern California. Bridge locations vary depending on the time of year, water flow beneath the bridge and accessibility. Typical bridge heights are between 140′ and 180′.
Bridge heights vary in northern California depending on the water levels beneath the bridges.
As you climb over the guard rail you feel your heart pounding intensely, both in your chest and your throat. And then the count down begins…5…4…3…2…1.. and you feel your legs shudder beneath you as you push off from the bridge. (The pucker factor is at it’s highest here) The wind glides across your fear stricken face as you plunge toward the earth. You feel the cords tug on your harness and your descent stops 5 feet above the water. As you breathe a sigh of relief, the energy in the cords immediately propels you upward at lightning speed. You curse beneath your breath as you are defying gravity and then plunge toward the water again. After 4 or 5 bounces you dangle from the bridge…….
You have just experienced an “Airgasm”! We then lower a rope to you and hoist you back up to the bridge.
For the serious adrenaline addict, California Bungee offers more extreme jumps from taller bridges in the U.S. These excursions require a substantial amount of jumping experience and little or no fear. These jumps are truly an adventure. Prices commensurate with the pucker factor. For additional information, please e-mail us or call directly at 209-470-5005. See you on the bridge!
“Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting “…holy shit…what a ride!”
“Yeah! Die trying, not watching… ”