I started when I was 16, and it is FUN AS HELL! Come on guys, I really suggest you try it. Hm, maybe not if you are married though, I don't know if I will keep doing dangerous and wild things if I had kids that depend on me. But if you are single! By all means, GET OUT, and DO IT!
That first step out of the plane is a big, BIG leap of faith. No matter how logical your mind is and what your intelligence tell you, your heart tells you NO FUCKING WAY.
Once you do your third or forth jumps, it starts to get fun. The air is swishing past you, you are falling at terminal velocity, you have a FANTASTIC view, your heart races, your muscles pull a bit, your mind is filled with the sound of the air and with the amazing beauty, and your adrenaline glands are pumping you full of adrenaline even though there is no need to fight or flight. You CANNOT get it on a roller coater, EVER.
Then you realize, 40 seconds are already up! You had dropped from 11,000 feet to 6,000 feet, and it is time to deploy. Your hand reaches over, and you yank it hard, and out comes the swooooosh of the chute jumping out, followed by a sharp yank as you slow down your decent.
Now there is hopefully no more wind, none of the wild sounds, just unadulterated beauty while you slowly drift down to earth, and gracefully touch down.
I've never had a need to yank my emergency chute, for which I'm grateful. Just remember, inspect your package! (your chute, not your privates ok? lol) Three times, and once you get into the plane!
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Bungee jumping is sick! I've done it once. I will do it again, but ugh, I'm not awfully fond of it. It is hard to tell when it is over because it goes so fast. And the bobbing isn't helping either, plus you always have that nasty feeling the rope is gonna break.