(13:41 Local time)
OH…
MY…
GOD!!!
So there I was, strapped up and attached to some guys chest, the little plane is bouncing and jiggering round and I look at my altimeter as it flips over to 13,000 feet. “So what?” you may ask, “You were at 34,000 yesterday…” Well let me tell you something, yesterday they didn’t open the door and jump out the bloody thing!
The rush of the wind filled the hold as one after another everyone else jumps out, leaving Me, Marie, Bryan (her fiance) and Doug, the guy strapped to my back. We inch toward the door and looking down I can see the ground far, far below and we jump.
Gaaaa!
But then, once I’ve accepted the fact that the ground is hurtling toward me at 120 mph it’s kinda cool. No, scratch that, it’s fucking awesome!
I don’t normally swear on this site (or I try not to), but I have no words to describe how it felt. I’ll just bring back the DVD and maybe I’ll post some clips.