My tandem instructor Uwe really had a way of putting my mind at ease as we suited up for the jump. Those words repeated in my mind like a broken record for the entire 20 minute flight to 13,500 feet.
The flight was uneventful. I was a little surprised that I was the only person without a helmet and that the door stayed open for much of the flight, but no one else seemed to care.
As we waddled to the door my brain decided it was time for 'drool mode'. The next few moments I know only from the same perspective as my friends who have watched the video.
The flight was uneventful. I was a little surprised that I was the only person without a helmet and that the door stayed open for much of the flight, but no one else seemed to care.
As we waddled to the door my brain decided it was time for 'drool mode'. The next few moments I know only from the same perspective as my friends who have watched the video.
Once we had fallen for 10 seconds or so my brain started processing information again and I started to enjoy myself and interact with the camera guy.
I don't know why, but the chute opening really caused the leg straps to dig in to me. I mentioned something about wearing a cup next time. So, what did Uwe tell me? "Hold on", then I felt a quick loosening of the straps. One fleeting moment of sheer panic was quickly replaced by the realization he was only attempting to make me more comfortable. In hind sight I should have kept my mouth shut.
Soaring around was awesome. Uwe did a couple of turns that were cool and caused my stomach to wonder about the location of a doggy bag. The landing was interesting with both of us coming down on our butts.
There I sat under a spider web of parachute lines, the happiest 30 year old in the world!
I am ready for another one!
I don't know why, but the chute opening really caused the leg straps to dig in to me. I mentioned something about wearing a cup next time. So, what did Uwe tell me? "Hold on", then I felt a quick loosening of the straps. One fleeting moment of sheer panic was quickly replaced by the realization he was only attempting to make me more comfortable. In hind sight I should have kept my mouth shut.
Soaring around was awesome. Uwe did a couple of turns that were cool and caused my stomach to wonder about the location of a doggy bag. The landing was interesting with both of us coming down on our butts.
There I sat under a spider web of parachute lines, the happiest 30 year old in the world!
I am ready for another one!
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