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Originally posted by jassz
We live right next to a parachute club and all day long I can hear their screams of terror as they plummet to the ground.  My husband says they're having a GOOD time, but I can't imagine HOW?!
I like you Rick, if you want a thrill, why not try something like, oh, lawnbowling or something??:p
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LMAO!!
I should tell "the rest of the story" on this.
As far back as I can remember my older brother has always said he wanted to try skydiving. I always thought he was nuts!! Then about 1985 my dad goes out and does it with some of his Boeing buddies!
(Dad was 60 years old in 1985). He just keeps telling my brother and I that we all need to go and do it together some time. Yeah, right dad!
So, anyway, my dad and my brother finally wear me down. OK! I'll try it ONCE!! (BTW, I won't even get on a stupid ferris wheel!) So we go down to the jump center. We get to sign this big long disclaimer that says stuff like "I understand that the human body is not designed to withstand high speed impact", or something to that effect.
We go thru a 6 hour class on how to survive this stupid stunt.
Then up we go. They have the heaviest person jump first, down to the lightest. I'm the lightest. The plane we're in reminded me of an old Volkswagon Bus with wings. As each person jumps out, the whole plane kind of rocks around a bit. Then the jumpmaster points at me. I'm next! Now what you get to do is, sit on the edge of the doorway, put your feet on what looks like an oversized motorcycle pedal, stand up, reach out and grab the wing strut. Then take your feet off the pedal. You are now flapping in the breeze. You look over at the jump master, he signals "GO!" You let go, asume the position, such as it is. All I remember is saying over and over "OPEN! OPEN!" It finally does. then the biggest rush I've ever had!! The 4 minute descent was a blast!!!!!! Perfect landing, too!
Everyone has to do this at least once!