"If I didn't buy the ticket, you'd never go," said my wife, one week before the jump. It was a Father's Day gift (an expensive one) and suddenly all of that talk over all of those years where I claimed I would totally skydive if I had the chance, well, suddenly it was put up or shut up. And I was more than a little freaked out.
"Well then... Um, I can't wait. Thanks, honey."
The night before the jump I didn't sleep so well, and I definitely cringed when I read through all of the paperwork that I needed to sign, certifying that upon death or crippling injury, I couldn't sue. But when I climbed into the Cessna with my tandem instructor and we climbed 14,000 feet into the air, I felt an amazing sense of calm. I guess I just knew that the instructor had jumped thousands of times, and he didn't wanna die either, so hey, I was in good hands.
The fall was absolutely incredible, and the entire experience was one of the most unforgettable experiences of my entire life. And I lived to tell about it. If I was reading reviews to figure out which company I wanted to risk my life with, I would be happy to read that this company was simply way safer, more accountable and more responsible than the competitors. I was in very good hands, and if I could afford it, I would jump another thousand times. read more