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A Jersey Shore classic is bridge jumping. Ask any homeowner or resident of a beach house at the Shore and nine times out of ten, they have probably been bridge-jumping. Now I’m not talking about jumping off of super high bridges like the George Washington in NYC. That would be a death sentence. Rather, I’m talking about jumping off small local bridges into the bays. These bridges have just enough clearance to allow for a safe and fun jumping experience.
Whether you trying to cool off from the intense heat or just want to have fun jumping into the bay is always a great experience. Bridge jumping is done by the majority of young people, mostly in their teenage years. I think this is because kids who aren’t teenagers are too scared to do it, although they want to and people who have passed their teenage years don’t want to risk getting injured.
My first bridge jumping experience happed when I turned thirteen and it’s an experience that I will always remember. It was an unusually hot summer day in the middle of August and my friend who lived close to my beach house texted me asking if I wanted to come over. Per usual, I said yes, got on my beach bike, and road over. When I got to his house, he told me that we were going to take a boat ride, something we had done numerous times. As we took the boat through the many bays, passing houses, some big, some small, some new, and some old, we saw a low wooden bridge. We had heard about kids jumping from this bridge but never had before. As we approached the bridge and went under it, we decided that we wanted to try it. We anchored the boat, got onto the road and stood in the middle of the bridge. The bridge had always felt so small but standing in the middle of it at that moment, I felt as if this bridge was hundreds of stories up. My stomach did a little flip as the nerves began to kick in. I looked over at my friend and I could tell her was experiencing the same emotions. As I looked over the edge, I cleared my head. Not a single thought was going through my brain. I just decided that I was going to jump and that’s what I did. That was it. I felt a rush as I swam up for air after jumping. I felt as rush and I finally understood why people did this.
I’ve bridge jumped an innumerable amount since and it’s fun every time. If you have the courage, find a bridge, and jump, safely of course.
I have always wanted to do something like that. I know that it must be kinda scary and I think that is what has held me back but hopefully I get to do it. This makes me really want to go and hopefully I will do it soon.
Yooo… that sounds like so much fun. I have done a lot of dangerous and stupid stuff in my life, but bridge jumping is not one of them. I should totally try it, need to find a clean river first. Nice blog, great Idea. Love it.
This was a really good and interesting blog, I would love to do something like this in the future. It sounds like a great time!