And so, in the deepest, darkest depths of Surrey (Whyteleafe to be exact), I found myself strapped into what can only be described as a giant hamster ball opposite my friend of 25years, Becky. The restraining pole was removed and we were off, me going backwards and her forwards, down a 140m slope for all of about 40 seconds. Utterly terrifying and fun at the same time, especially when the zorb collided with the side barriers and we were thrown around a little more than we had anticipated!
At the bottom the net caught us, then released us so that we were hanging by our harnesses upside down! This was soon rectified by the staff who righted our zorb and helped us out.
Did we want to go again? You bet!
This time it was the hydrozorb. No harnesses but a couple of buckets of water to help us slide around in the ball. This one seemed more gentle, until the final few metres when we lost our grips and tumbled over each other. At least we were still laughing at the end!
Great fun and I would definitely go again!
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