Doing a Skydive has been on my “Bucket List” of things to do for a long time, but so far has been difficult for me to do literally because of clouds, and this time was almost the same. My initial dive was cancelled due to cloudyness, which is fair enough because jumping out of a plane is scary enough without dealing with the prospect of going into shock. But I’m not going to lie, after missing out on doing my skydive in Franz Josef two years ago after 4 days of cancellations, when I was onto my second day of waiting in Mission Beach I began to think someone upstairs was trying to give me the hint not to do it, but fortunately I got the call and within 15 minutes I was being whisked away to jump out of a plane at 14,000 feet. And as I’m alive to write this 1 month on, you can probably guess I didn’t die.
And unsurprisingly it was one of the most scary things I have ever done in my life, but fortunately, unlike my bungee jumps in NZ or the Hanglide in Rio, there was no opportunity for me to re-think what I was about to do because the minute I put my legs outside the plane the next thing I know I’m being thrown out of it. And the sensation was quite strange to be honest, I know most people say that they don’t really remember much from their dives because of the adrenaline rush, but for me it was different. Despite the first few moments where I think I was spinning in the air I remember most of my dive pretty well. In fact for me it felt like time slowed down because I remember counting in my head the seconds go by during the freefall and it felt like eternity. And the reason I was counting in the first place was because I found it extremely difficult to breath during the freefall which explains my ridiculous looking pout in the video below, this was me literally trying to suck in air whilst falling at 200km/h not attempting a pose I can assure you.
But when I got to about 60 in my head counting the size of the beach coming towards me did start to become a bit more concerning so it was a relief when the shoot came open, it was however a very short relief, because the chafe of the harness on my groinal area the rest of the way down was not comfortable at all! But the views on the way down did make up for this thankfully, and this is one of the reasons why I would highly recommend considering Mission Beach if you are ever going to skydive, because coming down you get great views of the rainforest on one side and then the great barrier reef on the other. It really was spectacular, and it brought back a lot of memories of what it was like Hangliding in Rio for me, I think I even saw a Dewgong or Whale or something out there or maybe even a shark who knows! But when I landed and had my two feet back on solid ground it really was a relief and I’m sure the first thing I said to my instructor was woohoo I’m alive! And I found it amusing how after the dive he reminded me to look both ways before crossing the road back to the Skydive centre, because being hit by a car minutes after jumping out of a plane would be an ironic way to go out!
But all in all, loved it, and a massive thank you to the guys at Jump the Beach for bringing me back in one piece!