My experience with skydiving
As we go into 2020, I want to look back at one of the most exhilarating moments of the past decade. My experience with skydiving really can’t be put into words. People have asked me so many times and all I can say is that it was nothing short of scariest, craziest, and euphoric moments of my life. As an adventure junkie, this is something that has always been on my bucket list and when it was over, I wondered what would give me that kind of adrenaline rush ever again. I’m not someone who is afraid of heights, so it surprised me that when I looked out of that tiny plane, I was uncertain whether the clouds below were something I wanted to jump into.
Before getting suited up for your jump, you are required to watch a brutally honest video WHILE SIGNING A WAIVER. Let’s just say, they don’t sugar coat any of the risks that come along with skydiving.
Once the plane had reached the height of 13,000 feet, its door was whipped open; it looked like it was going to get ripped right off because of the wind impact and I questioned whether I was actually going to jump or literally “go where the wind takes me”.
I was told to take a step onto a small pedestal that was just off the plane while my instructor would hold me steady, until I was ready to jump. The problem was that as soon as I tried to put my foot out the door, it jerked with the direction of the wind so it was understood that given how tiny I am, there was no way I would be able to stand outside the plane and make a jump for it when I was ready. This meant I was going to just have to let go, and jump off the edge of the door.
As soon as I took a deep breath in and put my body as close to the edge as it could go, my instructor pushed off and I was whipped into the air at what felt like lightning speed, taking 2 tumbles on my way down. The freefall part mostly revolved around me trying to breathe through the intense rush of wind, but as soon as the parachute opened up, I got a chance to take in the stunning views around me. Cayuga is conveniently located between Lake Erie and Ontario, so I was lucky enough to get that view mixed in with the sunset. Gliding through the air at that height, with the gorgeous view, nothing else down below seemed to matter. My mind and body were focused on taking in all the details around me; a feeling impossible to accomplish in any other way.
When my instructor and I approached the ground, I let the professional take the impact of the fall (which looks really rough on the knees). and just like that, it was over. I still wonder if I would do it again because the unfamiliarity of the experience was one of the biggest reasons why it was so exciting. One would think this experience can be relatable to a thrilling roller coaster, a cliff dive, or ziplining but I don’t think any of those can prepare you for what comes with skydiving.
So, when are you testing your bravery with this incredible experience?