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I've never been skydiving. I went bunjee jumping once, but that was the most therapy for my fear of heights that I could stand. However, I offered to drive once when two friends, both women, announced that they wanted to try it. That turned out to be a great day.
We just picked a date on the calendar and went. We discovered upon arrival that we had inadvertantly chosen a Saturday that happened to coincide with some sort of skydiving festival. It was really outrageous. There was this sort of carnival atmosphere, with hundreds of people about, some set up in tents or RVs, some few there just for the day as we were. As my friends went through the formalities of paperwork, I watched plane after plane take off, and not long after, chutes filling the sky. There were many tandem jumpers, but also solo jumps, and more than a few formations.
The women I was with were the naturally gregarious type, and before long, they had us socializing with a group of jumpers, many of whom were doing multiple jumps that day. It was really quite surreal. People seemed genuinely pleased at the two women, and their sense of adventure. I endured some good natured ribbing, given that I was the only guy in my group, and the only one who was too much of a p_ssy to jump. I expected some more hardcore macho-type browbeating, but really, people didn't push my too hard, and seemed happy at least that I was supporting my friends.
When they finally went up, I stationed myself out near the landing area. I spent a few minutes craning my neck to watch for them, but soon decided to just lay down in the trampled hay. It was really much better to watch from that vantage. I got to see a great many jumpers that day, and some of them just as they were returning to earth, and I can tell you that I have rarely seen so many grinning faces in one place.
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