We jumped out of a perfectly good airplane yesterday morning at 9000ft above Lake Wanaka (10,000 ft above sea-level). We weren't really nervous at all up till the point when they opened the door of the teeny plane we were on and the guy i was attached to behind me said, 'alright, let's go!'. i got out of the plane, with legs curled back, basically hanging outside the plane in the cold wind, and then the expert skydiver i was attached to jumped (thank goodness i didn't actually have to jump myself...). We fell at a speed of 200kph (~120mph)! After a few seconds of screaming and yelling, I looked underneath and around me. The feeling was amazing! Exhilirating, to be more accurate. It almost felt like you're floating in mid-air. In fact, it had an unexpectedly calming feeling. Whoo hoo, yeah! I was flying!

The freefall lasted for a total of 30 seconds, after that, a 5 minute ride under the parachute, I even took some shorts videos and photos of the beautiful mountain ranges and lakes below me. I looked up, and Charlie was just above me. The landing was smooth and within seconds we were sitting back on the bench under the sun like we hadn't really just dropped from the blue sky above us. Photos taken just before we jumped should be here for the next week!