I jumped out of an airplane at 13000 feet yesterday.
I liked it so much I'm going back again today.
I've always wanted to get my certification.. Now I will be 2 jumps closer (23 to go)
http://www.skydivekapowsin.com/The most interesting sensation was right after I left the aircraft and leveled out. I was supposed to check my altimeter and call out the altitude to my two instructors. (basically this lets them know that you have your head on your shoulders and are able to function.) I look over at my left wrist (where it is located).. stare.. stare some more.. I absolutely _can_not_ read the altimeter.. I see numbers, I can read them, but I can not find the stupid needle.. After about (who knows how long) I give up, guess we are at about 12000 feet and call it out..The dive proceeds. Total sensory overload, my brain just wouldn't pick out the little needle, with everything else going on.
Later on in the free fall, (6000 feet) I am supposed to look over and stare at the altimeter until it reaches 5500, and then pull my rip cord. Luckily, this time I can read the altimeter and all goes well.
So half the dive is really fast paced, there's a lot you have to do, and remember, and you are falling, checking your altimeter, and thinking about your body position, and doing things your instructor tells you to do (with hand signals you just learned), and wind wind wind, pull the cord. WOOSH! Check your canopy! Then it is so quiet, and peaceful and relaxing. Enjoy the view, make some turns. Come in for a nice...soft...landing.