Queenstown, New Zealand
At 8.15am we, rather hesitantly, made our way to the meeting place to take on the challenge of canyoning.
The day started in much the same way as did the white water rafting, with Ronnie almost wrestling me into a wetsuit, only this time we had more layers to put on. There was the wetsuit itself, then a heavy wetsuit jacket, then a 'nappy', which was a somewhat aptly named piece of kit, bright yellow in colour, that protected the rear end. Then there was the ...