My first skydiving-experience

To be honest skydiving terrifies the shit out of me, I am soooo afraid of heights, and afraid of flying. I just decided one day that i would not live a mediocre life and let my fears get the best of me. Hearing people say ’’No, skydiving is not for me, I’m afraid of heights’’ Is a really lame excuse, being afraid of heights is probably the best reason there is to go and skydive.

On my 18th birthday my mom kidnapped me and drove me out to a drop zone about an hour away from home. When we arrived and I realized I would be jumping out of a plane that day my hands and legs started to shake. Even tho I got really nervous I was still filled with enthusiasm and I knew that this would be something I would never regret. I signed all the ’’we are not responsible for your death’’ - papers and went to a ''fitting room'' to change into an overall. I kept on saying to my mom ’’I can’t believe I’m doing this’’ a hundred times over. All of a sudden some guys told me to hurry because the airplane was going to take off soon. I met up with the guy who was going to be my tandem-jumper. On our way to the plane I asked him how many times he had jumped and he told me that he had done about 3000 jumps, it was a relief.

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We went on to this rather small plane that would probably fit about 18-20 people. We sat all the way in the back and I had to sit in his lap. Before the plane took off I asked ’’Are you sure you packed the parachute?’’ and he answered ’’I think so’’, I tried to force a laugh but man that shit was hard.

The plane had started to fly and we were going higher and higher. I knew that we would jump at about 3000m (10 000 feet) up. I looked down through the window and asked ’’how high are we?’’ the guy I was attached to said ’’Guess’’ and i guess that we were about 2000m (about 6.600feet) up. He laughed a little and showed me his altimeter, it showed 600m (2000 feet). At this point, the only thought i had was: fuck. I also understood that this was going to happen now. I was going to jump out of that plane so the best thing I could do was to try to control my thoughts and make my mind a comfortable place.

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The ride up took about 20-25 minutes. The guy i was attached to told me to put on my glasses at the same time as he was checking that everything looked alright, making sure that I was properly attached to him.

Then someone opened the door, and in that moment you realize that you’ve never been in an airplane with the door open. The wind was so loud that you wouldn’t hear anything if someone tried to talk to you. Then people started to jump out. It all went really fast, even tho we were in the back it felt like 5 seconds before all the other 18 people in the plane were gone. We slowly slided down towards the door and then i stood there on the edge looking down and i remember saying fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. The guy shouted in my ear ’’READY?!’’ and i shouted back ’’YEAH!!’’. He pushed us out of the airplane and I screamed.

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The feeling of falling in 200km/h is SOMETHING ELSE. It doesn’t really feel like falling because you are kind of held by the wind, it feels more like flying. Looking down and seeing everything from above, is crazy. You have zero fear. zero. I remember thinking ’’Take it all in, take it all in’’ but you just can’t take it in enough. It feels like you can touch the air, and you look towards the horizon and everything is just so beautiful. You fall for about 50-60 seconds but to me it felt like 10.

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He then pulled the parachute and you go from falling in 200km/h to about 10km/h. It all gets quiet because the wind is not deafening anymore. The view is still amazing cause you are still about 1000m up in the air. He asked me if i wanted to steer the wing and I of course said yes. He would show me how to make the wing go in a circle and how to go left and right. When we started to go in for the landing he took over again. We landed very softly and as soon as my feet touched the ground I knew: that wouldn’t be the last time i skydived.

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For about 2-3 days after your first skydive you feel like you can do anything. The confidence is on top and it just feels like nothing can stop you.

A month after my first skydive I did my second tandem-skydvive. 4 months after that i started an AFF-course, to get a skydiving license. To get a license you have to make 10 approved jumps (some with instructors and some without) and I have just done the first 4. To be honest skydiving terrifies the shit out of me, I am soooo afraid of heights, and afraid of flying. I just decided one day that i would not live a mediocre life where my fears get the best of me. Hearing people say ’’No, skydiving is not for me, I’m afraid of heights’’ Is a really lame excuse, being afraid of heights is probably the best reason there is to go and skydive.

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