Do you crave a rush of adrenaline? A sense of nothing beneath you? The freedom of wind brushing past you with wide open space all around you as you descend thousands of feet in minutes?
Or are you one to get to the edge and chicken out?
Do not wait any longer to get a free-spirited sense of flying. Spread your arms out and take that first step (or have someone push you!) After all, the parachute will stop you, right?..
Once you are are piled into the plane, the sense of comradery with the other flyers will certainly be good peer pressure. Let’s face it, you don’t want to be the one that takes the plane ride back down.
Every thing happens so fast. Both in your head and on your way down. Everyone has preconceived ideas about what it will feel like and these mental images keep transforming into something more thrilling than the prior with every second that goes by leading up to the jump. But before you know it or have time to compose those thoughts, the hatch opens and off you go.
So why do people do it? To overcome fears? To push their limits? To do something that not many people can say they have ever done before?
I think it is a combination of all three. There is a sense of empowerment when conquering our intrinsic fear of heights and danger.
In my eyes however, there is only one danger. The danger of becoming addicted.