Brad Guy

The plane is rickety.

It's scary.

It's a scary thing.

The door opens, we get to the edge, three, two, one.

And of course the tandem instructor being the cheeky person that he is, leaps on two and out the plane we go.

And I kind of knew what to expect based on the safety procedure that happened before we jumped, but that is a very euphoric feeling.

And it sounds very simple to say, but it does feel like you're falling.

You're free falling.

It's happening and you feel heavy and it's terrifying, but it's a thrill because you know you're going to survive and you're going to land safely on the ground.

I see behind me that there's just like this like blue and yellow flailing sheet, which ends up being the parachute and it hasn't opened correctly.

So it's all crumpled together and I can just feel my tandem instructor behind me just throwing elbows and grunting and pulling on cords.

There's all this movement happening behind me.

And once I look up again, that's when I can see two parachutes and just a split second flash.

I'm not able to really look up because with the two parachutes tangled, it just leaves us shaking violently.

So we're shaking side to side.

I nearly get ripped out of the harness because we're moving so much.

I lose a shoe.

My tandem instructor is just yelling at me to keep my feet down so we can stay strapped together.

And that is the moment that the panic started to set in.

It didn't feel correct.