One of the rad things that hubby and I did after our wedding was to go skydiving in Sydney on our honeymoon. We’re high and in love so it just seem like the perfect feeling to face our fears and jump out of a plane at 14,000 feet, right? Crazy I know, but so is love. ;)
My adventure veins were thoroughly honed in the Philippines having done a number of extreme activities like the longest dual zip line in Asia, white water rafting, zorbing, and water tubing. I have to admit that I still feel scared and nervous, but I am not the person who back out on once in a lifetime experiences like this. I knew I had to try.
From downtown Sydney City, we booked with Sydney Skydivers on the same day of our jump. Clearly, it’s something that we hadn’t planned. We filled out forms and waited a bit until a shuttle bus picked us up and drove straight to Picton where the main Skydiving Centre is. It was a huge area of flat greenery. There’s a lounge section and also a small canteen to buy food and drinks. We opted not to take anything in as we don’t want to throw up after. :P
There were already a few groups before us so we watched as they ascended and went down one by one. We observed their facial expressions – from all out laughs before the jump into something that could rival Mona Lisa’s mysterious smile when they came back on the ground. Ha! Seriously, we’re just trying to entertain ourselves to pacify the tense feeling we’re having at that time. :)
In a while, we were called for a short briefing to teach us of what to do once we’re up there and when we land. Nothing too complicated. They also took note of our weight. Shortly after, our partner’s names were flashed on the screen. Apparently, that’s why our weight was taken. They assigned us a buddy whose weight complements ours (for balance and safety maybe). Hubby was assigned with someone about his built and mine was a bit heavier because I’m petite.
When it’s time, they setup the harness in our body and did a short, candid conversation while filming us. Though, I can barely think of anything then. My hands were cold and my heart was racing faster than my feet as we walked to the small plane that would take us above the clouds. The only contribution I had with the conversation was saying “Fine” (How are you feeling?) and “Yes!” (Are you ready?). Everything else was a blur. Thankfully, there’s a video to capture it all.
Me and my skydiving buddy were the last to board the plane. It was a very small plane; enough to accommodate 10 people including the pilot and one assistant. I looked around; everybody else was ready (I’m the only girl!) My buddy closed the plane door as the engines started to roar. Slowly, we ascended towards the sky.
Because the plane was small, the ride was bumpy all the way through as it fought across the strong winds. I could hear my heart pounding louder than the sound of the propellers.
Before I knew it, it was my turn! My tandem buddy tightened our straps and moved closer to the edge of the plane door. My legs hanging out, I could feel my cheeks vibrating against the wind.
He took this photo and the next thing I know is we’re falling! We jumped out first!!
We were falling at around 190 kph… but the fear has gone.
You know that feeling when you’re riding something and then, there’s a sudden dip in the road? That unique sinking feeling in the stomach? No, it didn’t feel like it at all. It’s more like flying than falling. And it’s just the best feeling ever!! I didn’t want it to end.
For a good minute, we’re on a “free fall” until I felt a hard tug that jerked my body up. My tandem buddy has pulled the parachute open.
We lingered a bit as we float over the rolling landscape. The view was simply breathtaking. He taught me how to control the direction of the parachute. Then, later on asked if I was okay.
I feel great!
We began to slowly glide back down until our feet touched the ground. Ge has already landed and I ran towards him. It was such an amazing and wonderful experience! After that, I felt like I could do anything! That I could actually make things happen and conquer the world!
On our way to the city, I let it sink in and replayed the experience in my head. Did I just jumped out of the plane? “OMG I JUMPED OUT OF A PLANE TODAY!!!”
Just like that, my word for 2015 became “Fearless”. And it was the start of a remarkable year of travel.
Have you tried skydiving? What was the most adventurous thing you’ve done while traveling?