Canyon swings and ziplines
Sadly, it was our final day in AlUla. But not before one last incredible adventure. This morning, we set off to AlUla Adventure Hub.
Now, for context, when I was given my itinerary before leaving this was the one activity that stood out. I had overheard our trade support manager on the phone discussing this activity and how it looked absolutely terrifying but that it was a great activity to offer on the final day of our trip. She wasn’t wrong.
For additional context, I am not someone who is happy to go on roller coasters and I certainly do not want to entertain the thought of a bungee jump. So when we arrived and cranked our necks up to view the cliff off which we were to jump off, I declined to take part, leaving a group of the most daring to get suited up with their helmets and harnesses. There was just one problem and that was the voice in my head telling me that I couldn’t come all this way and just stand by and watch. At the very last minute, feeling like I had just tricked myself into doing the scariest thing of my life, I got suited up and we set out.
The first part of the course was not what I had expected, in a good way. In order to get to the top, we had to first complete a rather challenging via ferrata. Our guides were just great, helping us and supporting us to get along the various rockfaces and climb our way up while making us laugh at the same time. Everything was of course perfectly safe, but it felt like they weren’t holding back in how they made this course as it really did provide a very enjoyable challenge.
The views of the early morning sunrise only added to the atmosphere, so making our way to the top really made for an atmospheric climb. The challenge was probably a good thing too, because it had distracted me from the fact we were about to jump off the very top! When we did finally make our way round to the summit, there was a strong camaraderie forged by the team effort to get there.
For the final time of the trip, I had another moment that I’ll never forget and that is when I was shuffled round the rock face to lay eyes on the launch point. I will be honest and tell you that I did feel a degree of what we will call terror as it became apparent to me that I was now at the top of this very high canyon, looking down at the base camp which now appeared very small and very far away.
As I made my way across to the edge, the whole group cheered me on in support. I didn’t reciprocate for those who went before me because I was simply too focused on controlling my own breathing! The guides were once again fantastic in their encouragement and helping me to feel safe and as calm as I could be.
Before I knew it, I was dangling over the edge, waiting for the safety cable to be detached and the rope to be released. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…. I did it. What a feeling. I screamed in triumph as I had overcame a huge fear of mine and truthfully REALLY enjoyed doing. I rejoined my fellow adventurers and we then took on the zipline and suspended ladder.
Just before we made our way to the airport, we made one last stop at Pink Camel for one last indulgent meal. As the adrenaline subsided, my appetite took its place and I took full advantage of a table full of delicious meats, vegetables and even some surprisingly delicate macarons.
The morning really was the perfect way to finish what had been genuinely one of the best weeks of my life. I am hopeful that I will get to experience many more amazing things in my life, but I am aware and I am grateful that my fam trip to AlUla was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience.