Please ignore the gut and my deer-in-the-headlights look in the video below. The skills of the videographer just floor me. As you’ll see, he actually climbs out of the plane and hangs off the fuselage to film us approaching the door, then falls away with us.
It wasn’t the thought of plummeting toward Earth at 120 mph that had my mind racing. Nor was it the rapid climb to altitude or the sight of the small airstrip shrinking below us as the seconds ticked away. No, my thoughts remained unshakably consumed by a more disturbing notion — that of willingly stepping off the edge into sheer nothingness.
Nonetheless, the vibe in the stripped-down Beechcraft’s noisy hull so far had been eerily sanguine. The butterflies in my stomach began stirring only when the jumpmaster slid open the fuselage door, exposing our safe cocoon to the blare and rush of thin air. The white “go light” on the plane’s rear bulkhead flashed, signaling the OK to exit.
Cue the heart palpitations.
Many thanks to Kyle Wiezburg, Chris Warnock, Douglas Spotted Eagle, and the rest of the team at Skydive Utah. The jumping season runs for about 5 more weeks. Right now they’re running a couples sunset jump program. Visit SkydiveUtah.com or call them at 1-888-JUMP-NOW for more info.