So … yesterday Heather went Skydiving. It was a present for our anniversary. No, I didn’t jump with her. No, it wasn’t because I was scared to do it. It was a matter of cost. I made the CHOICE to let her jump rather than me. (It’s amazing how many people don’t get that … but that’s a rant for another day!)
Anyway, she went up to 10,000 feet and then jumped out (with an instructor tethered to her). 
You’ll have to either squint or click on the image to enlarge it in order to see her in this first shot. However, this is after the parachute has already been deployed. Leading up to this picture, she free-fell one mile in 45 seconds! How’s that for a rush?
This second shot is a little closer to the ground. It was amazing how quick she was moving before the chute opened, and then how slow she descended once it did.
She said that it was so loud before the chute opened, but then it became totally quiet. When Heath was a much younger (I better not emphasize the “much”, her daddy arranged for her to go in a hand glider. She used to tell me how silent the world was from a hand glider. She said it was just like that yesterday. It was incredibly peaceful.
Her landing was pretty tame. They came in on a “but landing” and smile and laughing was a clear indication of just how much fun she had. It was cool to see.
It was also cool to see many of our home group there to cheer her on and to welcome her back to Earth. 
It took her a few minutes to get her legs to stop wobbling, and then we headed around the corner for supper. It was about 40 minutes before her hands stopped shaking from the adrenaline rush.
Was it worth it? It was worth it to me to see how much she enjoyed it. And, I’m sure if you ask her, she’ll tell you that it was a great experience and one that everyone should try at least once!
Anyway, one more thing to mark off the list of “Things to Do.”
