Friday, November 18, 2011
Skydiving Duck: AFF Level Seven
When I signed up for AFF, it was on a "I'll try this level and we'll see about the others..." basis. Videos of the each level seemed intimidating, but the video of level seven freaked me.
Tumbling out of the plane!? Backloops? Barrel rolls? No way was I going to do stuff like that! I didn't do those things. That wasn't me.
But now, a few months later, I was ready to do the dreaded level seven.
Thanks to my history of bungled roll 'n' flop exits (including ending up on my back by mistake), this wasn't exactly unfamiliar territory anymore. Sure, I was still nervous, but the sky and drop zone had become more fun. The "what the hell am I doing here!?" vibe had faded.
It reminded me of Toontown from Who Framed Roger Rabbit?
It was colorful, friendly, unique, exciting...
Of course, Toontown wasn't Disneyland. Someone could drop a flowerpot (or a piano) on your head. Both Toontown and the sky require caution.
The plane ride is getting easier. The facing-the-firing-squad terror has fizzled away. Walking to that door is another matter. Remember when Curly from The Three Stooges gets scared and goes "Nyaaaaaahhhhhhh!?" That's me at the door!
It's amazing how dropping out of that door is easier than walking toward it.
I went through my routine. I tried the backloop.
Now the barrel roll. That sort of worked, but I don't think you were supposed to keep rolling until you were on your back again. Whoops.
How graceful was I? Think "Peter Pan on horse tranquilizers."
Soon the canopy was open. I remember thinking "That feels like a line twist" and looking up to find one. I'm getting good at kicking them out.
As for the landing...
But guess what? I passed the level!
(To see what happened when I tried level 8, click here.)