Who would have dreamed of flying, seriously?
You fly with your mind in a dream with open eyes. We are flying everywhere. Above all by jumping off a plane at more than 4000 meters! But it happened! A Gardiner, upstate NY.
... look for yourself!
You can not describe the thrill of jumping from the airplane in the air, when everything seems under immense and tiny at the same time . The excitement begins to mount on the track once, when fully nailed yellow sling, comes the airplane.
Good. The airplane is. But I can always run away! But we get on the plane, and the adrenaline starts going up ... like an airplane. But still it is said, does not mean that you jump ... maybe we'll fly around the ranch, in circles concentric, never throw.
But the door opens, we wear the copriocchi / copriocchiali, good to see the landscape in which we approach free fall, as the birds dive. The wings are not lacking.
The door opens. Let April disappear below. Now the excitement is incontrollaBBoli ... and I start to get scared. Emilie is before me ... the opening approaches. 1 .. 2 .. 3 ... and she throws herself! Oh God! It 's true then! And 'the immense void that calls us to himself. And we must launch ourselves to embrace the earth, sky and all creation.
It 's my turn. A deep breath. Feet planted at an angle of 45 degrees. The latest recommendations .... e. ... VIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!
Good. The airplane is. But I can always run away! But we get on the plane, and the adrenaline starts going up ... like an airplane. But still it is said, does not mean that you jump ... maybe we'll fly around the ranch, in circles concentric, never throw.
But the door opens, we wear the copriocchi / copriocchiali, good to see the landscape in which we approach free fall, as the birds dive. The wings are not lacking.
The door opens. Let April disappear below. Now the excitement is incontrollaBBoli ... and I start to get scared. Emilie is before me ... the opening approaches. 1 .. 2 .. 3 ... and she throws herself! Oh God! It 's true then! And 'the immense void that calls us to himself. And we must launch ourselves to embrace the earth, sky and all creation.
It 's my turn. A deep breath. Feet planted at an angle of 45 degrees. The latest recommendations .... e. ... VIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!
The plane is small and the small thin air collides with my face. But I do not feel cold. My arms became wings, and my legs a forked tail. The dive lasts a minute. Around with the cameraman in the air and try to move his arms and make a tongue ... with his tongue frozen! .. And I think what I think?
And if I lost my shoes? The poor guy that helmet on your head!
And if someone before me vomit? Yuck volarci in!
And if the parachute is not opened?
But this thought comes to mind not because the parachute is already open and now swing in the air above the Hudson, above the meadows, over the lakes, above the horizon, above all. And I go down slowly, slipped toward the ground, ...
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Who would have dreamed of flying, seriously?
And if I lost my shoes? The poor guy that helmet on your head!
And if someone before me vomit? Yuck volarci in!
And if the parachute is not opened?
But this thought comes to mind not because the parachute is already open and now swing in the air above the Hudson, above the meadows, over the lakes, above the horizon, above all. And I go down slowly, slipped toward the ground, ...
TAC. Finished.
TAC. It does not seem real.
TAC. Photos with fellow launch.
TAC. It does not seem real.
TAC. Photos with fellow launch.
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Who would have dreamed of flying, seriously?
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