Zanzibar: Tandem Skydive Over Kendwa Beach with Photos & Video

Summary

Skydive above Zanzibar’s beaches land on Kendwa sand with pro instructors

You’ll jump from 10,000 feet above Zanzibar with a pro instructor by your side, feel the wild rush of freefall over turquoise water, then float down to land right on Kendwa Beach. Photos and videos are included so you can relive every shaky laugh or nervous grin after you’re back on solid ground.

Step-by-step itinerary

Day 1 — Tandem skydive over Zanzibar

• Receive brief training
• Skydive from 10,000 feet
• Experience 30 seconds free fall
• Glide 5-10 minutes under parachute
• Land on Kendwa white sandy beach

Top questions

How high do you skydive in Zanzibar?

You jump from 10,000 feet above Kendwa Beach during the tandem skydive in Zanzibar.

Is pickup included for the skydive Zanzibar experience?

No hotel pickup is mentioned; public transportation options are available nearby.

Do you get photos and videos after skydiving in Zanzibar?

Yes, photos and videos are included and given to you shortly after your jump.

Where do you land after skydiving in Zanzibar?

You land directly on the white sandy beach at Kendwa after your tandem skydive.

Is skydiving in Zanzibar suitable for beginners?

Yes, it’s suitable for all fitness levels; an instructor jumps tandem with you after brief training.

What is the weight limit for skydiving in Zanzibar?

The maximum weight per person is 105kg for this activity.

Are there health restrictions for skydiving in Zanzibar?

This activity isn’t recommended for pregnant travelers or those with spinal or heart issues.

What’s included

Your day includes safety equipment like harnesses and goggles provided by the team, plus photos and videos delivered soon after your jump so you don’t have to worry about missing a moment — just show up at Kendwa Beach ready to go.

What’s the experience like?

The first thing I noticed was the salt in the air — you can smell it even before you see the Indian Ocean from up high. We were at Kendwa Beach, waiting for our turn to skydive Zanzibar with this crew that seemed both laid-back and laser-focused. My instructor, Tomás (from Portugal, I think?), checked my harness twice and cracked a joke about his hair looking worse after every jump. I laughed but honestly my hands were sweating so much I barely heard him.

Climbing into that little plane felt like squeezing into a tin can with strangers who suddenly felt like teammates. The engine’s hum got louder as we climbed — 10,000 feet is higher than it sounds when you’re actually going up there. The view from above was wild: white ribbons of beach curling around water that looked fake, like someone had turned up the color settings too high. Tomás pointed out tiny fishing boats below and told me not to close my eyes for the free fall (“You’ll regret it forever,” he said). He was right.

I don’t really know how to describe those 30 seconds of free fall except that your brain kind of lets go — it’s loud, cold against your cheeks, and everything else disappears except the rush in your chest. Then suddenly the parachute snaps open and it’s quiet again, almost peaceful. You can hear wind and distant waves if you listen hard enough. We floated down for maybe five minutes (it felt both longer and shorter), landing straight on Kendwa’s soft sand where some local kids waved at us like we were astronauts or something. My legs were jelly but I couldn’t stop grinning.

Afterwards they handed me a USB stick with photos and video — I look terrified in half of them but there’s this one shot where I’m just laughing midair. Still makes me smile thinking about it now.