Parachute jump

Three weeks ago, I took my son to parachute, and suddenly I got off the plane at altitude. 4 thousand meters...

It all started back in April, when my wife and I gave Pasha, the eldest son, a parachute jump for his birthday. He had only to choose where he wanted to jump and the option of jumping. He chose. VatulinoAnd we went there on a Sunday. We had to go there for about two hours, and I decided that just taking my son there was too easy, so I decided to jump with him. We arrived at the site, but it was cloudy, so we had to wait an hour for the weather to clear, then we passed the briefing, dressed in costumes and went on the plane. My son and I got in the back of the plane and jumped the last of all but the man in the wing suit.)

I am not afraid of heights and therefore the idea of jumping did not cause violent emotions ... until the moment of getting off the plane - at altitude. 4 Thousands of meters, looking down at the ground through the gaps in the clouds, you go out and start a free fall ... for the first time it's hard not to feel emotions. Then there was a flight through the clouds, opening the dome and taking control over the dome for the time, when you can, pulling slings, lay turns and move into the landing zone. Before landing, the instructor took control and clearly landed on the field, which is depicted in the attached picture.

In general, the first parachute jump for me and Pasha was successful.