Jumped out of an airplane yesterday. It was pretty nerve-wracking sitting by an open door at 10,000 feet, then sticking my feet onto a tiny little wheel cover as the wind tried to whip them away. Then suddenly I was launched by my tandem-jumper out into space, and all I could say was "Whoaaaaaaa...." It literally took my breath away for awhile. 130 mph, down. down, down.
When he pulled the chord, it was an abrupt shift, kind of painful; then a quiet floating down above the scenery.
The landing was easy. When I looked at an article on skydiving fatalities (AFTERward), it seems that landings account for much of the fatalities. But this was smooth. And then I couldn't really hear for about 15 minutes.
Damn. We humans do some weird stuff, at times.
Afterwards, I ate bbq. A pretty good day.
When he pulled the chord, it was an abrupt shift, kind of painful; then a quiet floating down above the scenery.
The landing was easy. When I looked at an article on skydiving fatalities (AFTERward), it seems that landings account for much of the fatalities. But this was smooth. And then I couldn't really hear for about 15 minutes.
Damn. We humans do some weird stuff, at times.
Afterwards, I ate bbq. A pretty good day.
VIEW 8 of 8 COMMENTS
nanorath:
Hey! Cheers for the comment on my blog. I can't believe you were skydiving, how brave!
remod66:
Thanks, friend.