Woppy V
Well-Known Member
Saturday some family members and friends finally made it to the runways after months of coordinating to do some tandem jumping. We went to West Point, Va and pretty much had the time of our lives.
All day we were smiles and laughs with no anxiety or fear of the jump. We all really wanted and had 2 rock-paper-scissors 2 see who'd be first. I won! We put on our flight suits, harnesses, and hopped in the plane. The whole way up we were laughing and teasing one another till we got to 14,000 feet and it was time to fly. At this point I am 100% cool and excited to go.
And then I got to the door.
HOLY CRAP! It is the only time in my life were I literally went breathless. Starring 14,000 feet down the airport looked like a freakin postage stamp. The guy I was strapped to thought I was nuts cause I never stopped moving forward. He yelled that he wasn't ready yet and to hold on... but if I had to sit at the corner of that door any longer I was gonna kill him. Luckily he got situated and said "ready" and whoosh... Out the door we went.
60 seconds of free fall time...
7 minutes of glide time...
& a smooth landing...
I literally ran to the cashier and asked if I could go again. It is that much fun!
99% of the excitement is the Door. Pure panic and horror hit me like a freight train carrying army explosives and damn if I didn't like it!
I 100% suggest that everyone does that jump! It was awesome
Hopefully, I'll have some pics up here so you can see my goofy self in the over used flight suit!
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Then the after party happened.
These adrenaline junkies party just as hard as they free fall...
It's an entire subculture of individuals that I personally believe someone should do a documentary on because it is very fascinating. I'm young and able to keep up with the best of them but these people have some kinda alpha gene and go nuts when the daylight ends. After witnessing and partaking in the "festivities" I haven't a clue how they were able to wake up the following day, brush off, and go back at it. Sunday I spent recovering like I had a pre historic plague or something.
Pics from the party I will not be posting...
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Also, learned some interesting facts...
The first person to ever jump from a plane - was a female.
And the lady with the most free fall time- over 16,000 jumps - leaps outa West Point, Va and looks like your everyday grandmother!
All day we were smiles and laughs with no anxiety or fear of the jump. We all really wanted and had 2 rock-paper-scissors 2 see who'd be first. I won! We put on our flight suits, harnesses, and hopped in the plane. The whole way up we were laughing and teasing one another till we got to 14,000 feet and it was time to fly. At this point I am 100% cool and excited to go.
And then I got to the door.
HOLY CRAP! It is the only time in my life were I literally went breathless. Starring 14,000 feet down the airport looked like a freakin postage stamp. The guy I was strapped to thought I was nuts cause I never stopped moving forward. He yelled that he wasn't ready yet and to hold on... but if I had to sit at the corner of that door any longer I was gonna kill him. Luckily he got situated and said "ready" and whoosh... Out the door we went.
60 seconds of free fall time...
7 minutes of glide time...
& a smooth landing...
I literally ran to the cashier and asked if I could go again. It is that much fun!
99% of the excitement is the Door. Pure panic and horror hit me like a freight train carrying army explosives and damn if I didn't like it!
I 100% suggest that everyone does that jump! It was awesome
Hopefully, I'll have some pics up here so you can see my goofy self in the over used flight suit!
_____________________________________
Then the after party happened.
These adrenaline junkies party just as hard as they free fall...
It's an entire subculture of individuals that I personally believe someone should do a documentary on because it is very fascinating. I'm young and able to keep up with the best of them but these people have some kinda alpha gene and go nuts when the daylight ends. After witnessing and partaking in the "festivities" I haven't a clue how they were able to wake up the following day, brush off, and go back at it. Sunday I spent recovering like I had a pre historic plague or something.
Pics from the party I will not be posting...
_____________________________________________
Also, learned some interesting facts...
The first person to ever jump from a plane - was a female.
And the lady with the most free fall time- over 16,000 jumps - leaps outa West Point, Va and looks like your everyday grandmother!
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