The Wildest Experience of My Life

So my last weekend before being deployed has finally arrived. I wanted to do something exciting, extreme something I never would bring forth imagined doing before something that would take a lot of heart to do. Maybe even could be called a pocket-sized crazy as others told me. Skydiving was something I had never d mavin and certainly had never estimation of doing until now. later on doing some research online, I found a induct only an hour away from seat in Lumberton, Mississippi. In a way I was hoping there wouldnt be a place local so that could have been my excuse not to do it.Once I fited thinking most actually move turn out of a plane, I baffleed to get nervous and have mixed feelings. then I realized it cant be any scarier than what I may encounter foreign maybe it could even help me deal with some things while there. So later on much debating and thought along with unsuccessfully trying to convince a few friends to join me, I booked my stir up to jump. My trip was booked for Sunday, cardinal days away I still had a slight confide that one of my friends might change his mind, which didnt happen.I already had mixed feeling closely my jump, and I must admit the more than I thought about actually doing it, the more nervous I became. I began feeling jittery, and for the first epoch I was more nervous about skydiving than I was about being deployed. And still for some reason I wanted to do this, almost felt up like I had to. The morning of my jump arrived, and I was instructed to arrive one hour prior to my plan time. This means I had to be there at 10 a. m. , and that didnt leave me with much time to chicken out. The morning of, I began to do my usual morning routine, which consists of jogging and a simple call forth for breakfast.I managed to go jogging, nevertheless once I returned home I couldnt even start to drink my shake. So with all the excitement I decided to call my girlfriend at the time. In some way I was hoping to get a l ittle motivation and encouragement out of her. When she picked up the speech sound the first thing she said was, You ready to jump? Then she laughed at me when I told her I was nervous, which in a way made me feel a little better. Shortly after our phone conversation began I noticed the time and realized I had to start getting ready. I knew if I didnt get showered, dressed, and get out of the house I would never make it on time.It cut through my mind that running late would be a better reason not to jump than chickening out and just not doing it. Shortly after that crossed my mind, I decided that was not an option. I was leaving to do this jump no matter what. So I began my hour and fifteen minute drive. During the movement my hands and feet started sweating while I was constantly trying to concentrate on other things, simply always found myself thinking about jumping out of the plane. Then I started to think about all the bad things that could go wrong. Before I realized it I was reading the sign notes Coast Skydivers. I was here, no turning rearwards now.So I pulled in looking for a space to park. I became amazed and couldnt believe how many people were here. The place was so move I had to park in the grass. I finally found a spot and put my hand truck in park, turned off the ignition, and as I stepped out I could see people who had already jumped. Seeing people landing with open parachutes somewhat gave me a certain calmness to my feelings. When I walked into the business leader there were people in there laughing and discussing how much fun they had during their jump.No one seemed at all nervous or shaken up as I was expecting. After I alter out all the paper work and signed all the release forms, I was told to wait for my instructor, so he could go oer all the information I needed to know. Not long after I was brought into a garage like area with several other first time jumpers they started to go over eitherthing we needed to know. They were constantly reminding us we were jumping at 14,500 feet and would be free falling for roughly 10 seconds before they pulled a smaller parachute, which would slow us down to 120 mph on the free fall.Then we would continue falling for another 60 seconds before the main parachute was pulled. entirely of the first timers were constantly reminded to make sure we listened to our instructor who would be jumping with us. I would be jumping tandem, which is a requirement for first time jumpers. A tandem jump is when you are attached to the precedent of someone, our instructor in this case. They will be the ones responsible for pulling the parachute. To me, this meant I would able to sit back and enjoy the ride without worry.Before I was knew it I was being dressed in a red-hot jumpsuit and stepping into my harness. I was then introduced to my instructor, handed a pair of goggles and told to head towards to the plane. I was walkway downhill looking towards the plane and for the first time actually becoming excited about what I was about to experience. My tandem instructor boarded the plane first, and I went right behind him. The plane was narrow with two long benches allowing us to line up with our instructors. When I got seated I started to look at the others who were embarkment the plane.My instructor asked me, Do you know what it means to be the last one on the plane? My set up was simple and a fast No He then laughed and responded, Youll be the first one out I found that amusing because I did know that I was the first one on, which means I would be the last one out. Once we got seated my instructor started strapping me in and started going over what I needed to do during the jump. He told me to limit my legs tucked under him, keep my head to the left, and keep my hands on my harness until I was told otherwise.He then told me that after about ten seconds he would tap me twice on my shoulder. This meant I could release my hands from the harness. He proceeded to tell me when and how he would start doing spins and others stunts. I was told to give a thumbs up if I wanted more or to close my fist if I wanted to stop. It seemed like no time had passed by, and we were in air on our way. My instructor had a band on his wrist that showed him how many feet we were at. Before I realized it we were at 13,000 feet and everyone was told to put on their goggles and get ready.This is when I began asking myself what in the hell did I get myself into? Soon as I could blink my eyes the first jumper was out the plane, then the next, and the next Now I was being scooted forward down the aisle. Once I arrived at the end of the bench I was instructed to funk to the edge of the door. This means I was looking out of an open door into the blue skies. I had no time to think as we leaned forward, backwards, and then out we went. As soon as it started I wasnt nervous anymore I was enjoying the feeling of free falling through the sky with nothing that the air underneath me.Before long I felt the two taps that I had been time lag for, and I released my arms from the harness. Now we were spinning freely in the air and I loved every second of it. I never closed my fist. From what I can remember I believe I kept both thumbs up the entire time. Before I knew it the parachute had been pulled, and I was being jerked upward. This is when I heard my instructor say, We got ourselves a parachute I was then told to position my harness lower on my thighs, so I could be in a sitting position. This turned out to be more comfortable to me.As we were gliding downward towards the landing zone, I began looking around and realized that this was one of the most peaceful experiences of my life. My instructor made it feel natural as he effortlessly manoeuvre us right towards the landing circle with ease. As we were getting close I could see the others who had already landed and were watching me as we started our decent. Next thing I heard was feet up and we were landing mildly on the ground. For some reason I expected the landing to be more difficult and rough, but it wasnt. I was now safe and on the ground being unhooked from my instructor.At this time I could say that I had jumped out of a plane and enjoyed every second of it. Back in the office I changed out my suit and talked to the other first time jumpers for a little while. I then took the prospect to take pictures with my instructor and get the information I needed to learn how to skydive on my own. I then said my goodbyes and headed home. I was proud of myself for what had just got accomplished and the fear I had overcome. This was truly a mind blowing, breath taking, stomach turning, and nerve racking experience. As soon as it was over a part of me was ready to jump again.