That is just an anomaly of my pictures website, Bruce. I was only up 14 thousand feet. Not high enough to see space.
God, Mr Blue Sky! I absolutely loved it! I “highly” recommend it to anyone who has had their head up their ass (as I have) for a new appreciation of what a wonderful planet we inhabit.
All of a sudden Purple Haze is my number one song. Thanks for that very fine suggestion, buddy!
Gotta go watch my video for the 50th time!
If y’all haven’t done it yet, do it soon. It is a rush no drug can give you, and once your canopy opens and you glide to the ground, you are gonna wish you could stay up there forever.
I notice you’re in a short-sleeve shirt. Either you have a superhuman resistance to cold, or it’s not as cold that high up as I though. 'Splain, please?
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This is the awsome stuff that I miss out on because I’m so scared of flying.
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No, noNo!!
I used to think that too. (Hell, I can’t even stand to be 5’8"!) But you have to get over that and conquer it! I am 54 years old, and a couple of months ago I told myself that I was not going to die fearing anything! Then I asked myself “What are you most afraid of?”
The answer was “heights”.
So I confronted that fear, tumbled out of a “perfectly good airplane” and touched down safely. My Dad did it with the 82nd Airborne on D-Day, and I did it yesterday. Admittedly my Dad jumped at only 800 feet, but I bet he was just as scared as I was yesterday.
It is cold up there, but one doesn’t care. Free-fall only lasts about 60-70 seconds and then the canopy opens and you’re back with “Mother Earth” and normal temps. Can’t tell you the exact temp, but , yeah, it was cold.
Wow! It looks great. I’m glad you followed through with it. I was going to take up the offer of a pilot acquaintence and try it for my 21st birthday (almost 20 years ago), but closer friends and family talked me out of it. Maybe someday I’ll get around to it after all. It sure looks like you had a blast. Congrats on facing your fear!
Quasi think of how different it was for your dad. He could have had zhem Germans shooting at him. I would have been pooping my pants on the way down. Jumping out of a plane, getting shot at by Nazi. To complete the trifecta would have to be having my pants filled with spiders.
(You know, same sex tandem jumping like that is illegal in Georgia… )