Hanging loose at 14000 feet!
Before take-off |
Altitude: about 14,000 feet
Place: a small airplane above North Shore Oahu, Hawaii
Time: Nov 2013
It was time, the only way down was out the door of the
airplane.
As soon as I began planning my trip to visit my friend in
Hawaii I knew there were some things off my bucket list that I wanted to cross
off. Skydiving was definitely among the top ten. So a couple of days before my
birthday we headed to the Pacific Skydive Center and signed me up. There was an
8,000 ft. jump and an extreme 14,000 ft. jump. Well if I was going to jump out of
an airplane anyway what was the difference between 6,000 ft? So of course I
picked the extreme option which had a longer free falling time, which is the
time between jumping out of the plane and opening the chute. Another option was
to either jump with or without a camera guy. Honestly I recommend the camera
guy. You won’t have your phone and with the camera guy you get pictures and a
video. That way you can look back like whoa that was me. I did that. He’s
useful for another reason too but I will get to that later.
Me and my awesome camera guy |
So I waited there pretty calmly taking in all the people who
were jumping ahead of me. Most of them were frightened and really nervous. I
was just chilling. That’s who I am though. Not that I don’t have any fear but
my moment of fear just hadn’t hit me yet. I might be the best person to have
with in an emergency because during the chaos I'm cool as a cucumber. As Ernest
Hemmingway said, “Courage is grace under pressure”. That being said, after the
disaster is when I deal with all those feelings and you might need to comfort
or help me cope. Anyways finally it was my turn to begin to get suited
up into my harness and strapped up tightly. You have to wear safety glasses or
sunglasses because the wind will be whipping by pretty fast and you will want
to have some protection for your eyes. You will not want things in your pockets
or not securely fastened to you, because you may never get them back.
All aboard! |
I watched the plane pull in for my group. I had met my tandem
jumper who was an older ex-military guy who had already jumped about 15 times
that day. What a life that must be! He says it’s all pretty much the same once
you have done it so many times. We walk out to the plane and I meet my camera
guy. He was this pretty cool Italian guy who definitely looked like he had a
love for life. Seriously, he might have one of the coolest photography jobs
ever. In real life. We pile on to the plane with the people who are going
higher in the back of the plane and the people getting out lower in the front.
I was in the way back and one of the last to get out so I had the joy of watching
everyone go first.
At about 8,000 feet I thought we were pretty high. This is
the great moment when my adrenaline and excitement started to wane a bit.
People begin to hop off, they were looking obviously scared. I had a brave face
on but I was starting to falter in my bravery. My thoughts going about a
million miles per hour . . . there was no turning back. The only way down was
out that door and we weren’t even at my stop yet on our journey up! With most
of the plane empty, we continued our ascent up. Now my team began to coach me
with what we were about to do. I had been coached on the ground but this right
here was the moment it was all going to boil down to. My photographer was going
to exit the plane first, and position himself to get me coming out of the
plane. My tandem instructor and I were going to follow. I was to ball up until
he tapped me on the shoulder. When he tapped I was supposed to open my arms in
a T, put my legs together and bend them back between my instructor’s legs and
arch my back. Okay so that was my focus. Cool. Got it.
About to jump out! |
There was one girl in front of me at 14,000 feet. She looked
scared but she and her instructor jumped out of the door and that was the last
I saw of them. She didn’t look like she struggled or anything. Inhale deeply and
then exhale. Alright it was my turn. Like I said before, camera guy in my face
definitely was an advantage. He began to record me and we made our way to the
door. I couldn’t look scared on film! I'm a Scorpio! Not to mention I was also
born in the year of the Tiger so I got pride for days! So we get to the door
and pause for a second. My instructor is holding on to the rails and I'm precariously
hanging out of the airplane. We are tightly bound together but as far as I’m concerned
I felt like I was dangling. I surveyed the scene beneath me. Clouds, clouds,
blue ocean, green land, white beach and some farms nearby which appeared to be
patches upon the quilt of the land.
Exiting the plane! |
That second felt like a minute but before you know it we are
out of the plane free falling for around a minute or so. Talk about exhilaration!
The hardest part of falling is the letting go. The wind whipped around me and
my awesome camera man was zooming in and out with his free fall wing suit.
Having me wave and blow kisses at the camera. Mind you in my head I'm also
focused on keeping my body in that T position with my back arched. So much fun
though! The ground came closer and closer until it was time to pull the chute.
When the chute was pulled we went up a bit as the wind began to rapidly fill
it. My cameraman waved goodbye and descended to the ground where he would
record me land and take more pictures. Awesome job . . . The descent down took
a bit so my instructor and I chatted about life and what not. Now that we had
shared this experience and for me the fear stage had passed, I was a lot chattier.
Wind was flapping my cheeks! I look like Miss Piggy! lol |
I noticed in my descent at the skydiving place there was an ambulance
and I was thinking to myself that I was glad not to have seen that before I
went up because it would’ve been so much more strenuous to keep my brave face!
We got closer to the ground and he reminded me to start running as soon as we
hit the ground to cushion our fall. We touched down and I was immediately ready
to go back up again! I took more pictures and then waited to get my video and
pictures burned onto a CD. While waiting I found out that the ambulance had
come for a girl who was solo diving and pulled her chute wrong in her descent
which made her land wrong and she had broken her ankle. Ouch! Nothing that will
keep me from every jumping again though! Doing something like that has the
effect on your life that makes you braver in situations that before you might’ve
been hesitant about. After jumping out of a plane that high something like
public speaking is nothing to fret about at all!
Landed Safely! |
Me and my instructor/tandem partner |
HANG LOOSE! |
For more information about skydiving in Oahu visit:
http://www.pacificskydivinghonolulu.com/
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