Skydiving

I’m discovering things about Heather all the time. She’s like the ocean, full of hidden mysteries and marvels. I love it. Well, a couple of months back, Heather and I were discussing what generally we wanted to do for our two-year anniversary, and I was kind of surprised by just how determined Heather was about going skydiving! I mean, skydiving is certainly on my list of things to do in life, but it’s always been one of those things that I’ll try to do next year, never this year. Well Heather was having none of that. She wanted to go now, before school started and before we started having kids. So, what my baby wants, my baby gets (when we can afford it, anyway).
We decided on West Point Skydiving, which is located just outside of Richmond. That way, as soon as we were done, we could go brag about it to Alyson and Nate!
We loved our experience. We had to wait quite a while for our turn to go up because we both wanted a photographer (if we were going to do this, then we wanted it documented), and so that took some time since there were only a limited number of photographer skydivers. But it was well worth the wait.
Our plane was small and cozy. Heather happened to be sitting next to the door when they opened it at 13,000+ feet. I’ve never seen Heather freak out quite so much before as when they opened that side door. She had reason, though; her feet were dangling a couple of miles above the earth. It was pretty funny though.
Here are some pictures to give you guys a feel for it all. I definitely recommend this to everyone.


The "calm before the storm," as my dad would say. The plane was cozy on the way up.



Heather wishing for a refund. (Definitely click to enlarge this pic; it's much funnier close up.)





Heather still losing it as she exits the plane. (I tried but couldn't rotate the pic; sorry for the weird angle.)




And away she goes!




Now she's starting to enjoy herself.



As for me, I loved the whole ride down!