So... on Saturday, me, Chris, and Josh drove down to Victoria. Chris was driving, and when we started to get close to Sidney, he started getting really excited and freaked out, and was singing and screaming and being hyper, and it was kind of scary.

      Anyways, so we got there and filled out these hilarious waiver forms that basically said at one point, "we can't guarentee that you won't die." It was awesome. Chris and I laughed when we were filling them out, although, I'm pretty sure we were secretly a little bit creeped out. Chris went first. He got suited into this harness thing, and then they went out onto the tarmac, and practiced with the tandem instructor how to hold himself and such. "Like a banana!" Did that for a couple minutes, then he went up, and Josh and I went to the landing zone and waited. We didn't even see him get out of the plane, we just saw him once they opened the shute. Chris boffed the landing by putting out his foot. It rocked.

      Next up was me. We practiced on the tarmac for awhile, then we went up. We went SO high! 10,000 feet is... pretty friggin' high. It was insane. I wasn't nervous yet though. A few minutes before we had to jump, I had to sit on the tandem diver lap and get hooked up to him and put on goggles and this niftey little hat. Still not nervous. At the right time, they open the door, which I am sitting right next to. Okay, now I'm starting to get nervous. Things are starting to go quickly. The solo guy jumped out and that was cool to watch. Then the camera guy got out and hung onto the wing. Then we started to get out... I am basically sitting on the guys stomache. He is holding onto the door of the plane. I am hanging out into space, ten thousand feet about ground. Now I am rethinking this entire thing. Too bad he couldn't hear me if I tried to back out!

      The scariest part. You can only be scared of heights if you are aware of things around you. The split second as you leave the plane is the scariest. One moment you're grounded, the next you are falling weightless through nothing. After the first two seconds... you feel like you're flying! There's nothing around you stationary, and you're not scared anymore, it felt wonderful! I put my arms out and the camera guy got right in my face and said hi. Then the tandem guy waved goodbye to him, he backed out, and we pulled the ripcord and just shot straight up as our parachute caught air. The next five minutes were beautiful. We did some spinning which made me sick, though.

      The ground's coming up at you so fast, you don't pull hard on your parachute until the very last second to give you a softish landing. Something happened though and we ended up tumbling over each other! It was funny and no one was hurt. I found out later that the camera guy had told Josh and Chris that if they wanted a good shot, to stand on the landing strip and he would just dodge them, and whatever they do, DON'T MOVE! So they didn't and he got his foot caught in the long grass and ploughed right into them, throwing Josh about four feet. It looks good on my DVD! The camera guy apparently sat in the grass for about two minutes swearing, but that got cut out of my dvd! Too bad. I was so dizzy for the rest of the day and slept all the way back to Nanaimo. Would I do it again? Hell yes. That split second... is the most exhilerating thing I have ever felt.
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