Laughing in the face of death.

Well hello there. Today’s the day where I shall tell the tale of the time when we decided to jump out of an aeroplane.

This aeroplane in fact!

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When I went to see the woman on the hostel reception to book the jump, it was about 10am and she said “do you wanna go now?!” And I was like “but we haven’t had breakfast!!”

So we ate our breakfast and waited two hours for a later jump. In this time frame, Tom and I were sat on opposite sides of the room from one another and not speaking. Too nervous.

We were picked up in an outrageously yellow stretch hummer. Luckily the windows were blacked out, as we could see the people in the cafes we passed staring at the ridiculous car.

We arrived to the jump centre, and had a quick briefing, then decided on our jump package. There were two height options – 12,000 or 15,000ft. We decided we would do it properly as we were only gonna do it once, so 15,000ft it was. In doing so, we sacrificed the expensive camera packages, and opted for just an exit photo as we left the plane.

After donning some rather attractive red jumpsuits, we were told to watch a video whilst being dressed at what felt like 100mph by our instructors. I was having my arms and legs shoved in straps and things whacked onto my head all whilst trying to watch what felt like a very important video which I could barely see or hear. I’ve never been so stressed.

Luckily my jump buddy calmed me down on the way into the plane.

The plane ascended to 15,000ft. We had to wear oxygen masks whilst our instructors strapped us onto their fronts. It made me feel like a big baby. When we reached the right height, the door rolled open and it was so windy! Our fellow passengers began to jump out of the plane in quick succession. Tom and I were the last ones to jump. I yelled “I love you!” at him, unsure if I’d see him again!

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Here’s the only photographic evidence that we jumped out of a plane at 15,000ft! (those of you who know me, know I have a tendency to laugh when I’m scared!)

Here’s another!

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As you leave the aircraft your instructor grabs your head and points it to the camera haha!

We tucked our feet under the plane and spun out into the open air. We free fell for about 60 seconds. At this point you felt like you were falling so so quickly!  Initially you spin in the air, and after a few backflips the instructer rights you so you’re falling like a pair of flying squirrels. All I remember about this bit was thinkng “god it’s so nice to be up here but not in a plane,” and “Christ my nose is so cold.” The air flies up your nose and your ears pop a lot.

When the parachute opened we slowed down, it got a lot calmer and a lot quieter, and lot more enjoyable to be honest.

As we flew over the lake, the instructer started doing some kind of awful thing that meant we were spinning and spinning around. He did stop however, when I punched him in the arm and shouted “I think I’m gonna throw up!!” Ha!

The views were absolutely stunning.

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(These two pics are from Philene and Kerry, our German buddies who did the same jump but paid extra for the photos haha! We’re too tight!)

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As we were falling, my instructor pointed to show me where Tom was. At this point, Tom was about to land…. before the three other jumpers . As Tom jumped just before me, and I was the last one out of the plane, I started to panic. I was like “oh my god, why is he landing so quickly?? Is he okay? Do you think he’s sick? Do you think he’s hurt himself??!!” And my instructor replied “nah don’t worry, he’s just jumped with the guy who likes going fast!”

I then asked the instructor “is our parachute the same colour as Tom’s?” He replied “have a look!” … My head has never moved so slowly. I was so scared to look above at that bloody parachute but I did it!

As we came in to land, I was told to “lift your legs up!” And so I did as I was told landed nice and gently on my arse. Tom landed on his feet of course, he always has to out do me! I lay on top of the instructor for a while, enjoying the sensation of being on the solid ground. I lay there comfortably giggling until I heard “erm.. You can stand up now.” Whoopsie!

I went to hug Tom, and spent the rest of the day smiling like an idiot! I can honestly say that’s one of the craziest things I’ve ever done, and I’ve never been happier to be alive!

We’re alive!

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One thought on “Laughing in the face of death.

  1. I’m totally totally stunned………
    What an amazing, and scarey experience!
    I’m so impressed that you only told us about it afterward, daft bugger, I’m so glad you went for it, keep smiling, like you wouldn’t anyway…… You’ve always been my Happy Heppy!!
    Xxxxxxxx

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