My wife gave me a ticket for a tandem jump at a near skydive station to my birthday. Last weekend the big event happened.
You get a short training how to behave in the plane and on the jump and then you sit into the small plane and go up 3000 meters over sea level.
I was so scared. From time to time I thought what would happen if the plane has a problem. You couldn’t do anything, would just crash down.
Up there the door is opened an you have to climb out the guid knotted onto your back. I had just no time to think about anything at that time. There is nothing under your feet, just this small part of the plane. Then you lean yourself to the right and fall.
40 seconds of free fall down to “Züricher Oberland”! Then the guid pulls the line and you are up there hanging in a piece of fabric. I was scared again, thinking about the nothing below my feet and the thin lines holding me up.
At the end it was great great great. Coming down I had the urgent wish just to go up and do it again. Maybe next year.