All about our skydiving adventure on the North Shore of Oahu.
Skydiving has always been on our bucket lists and we could not have picked a prettier place than on the island of Oahu. The north shore boasts beautiful mountains that look as if they belong on the Nā Pali coast, rugged, untouched beaches, and tons of whimsical surf towns.
4:00AM wake-ups are not something I am particularly fond of, but it was worth it that day. We waited outside a nearby hotel in Waikiki and we were soon picked up by the Pacific Skydiving shuttle bus. For insurance purposes we were forced to watch videos about our possible demise. What a way to wake up!
Throughout the shuttle bus journey I couldn’t stop thinking about what would have happened if the plane took off, and suddenly I had to pee. This is a question that never ceases to put a damper on all the fun in my life.
I numbed myself in deep meditation for the entire morning, making mere small talk with Brady. I’ll admit it, I was pretty scared. Soon enough, our names were called. I met my instructor, Dan, he was rugged and cool. Dan strapped me into a harness and went over some ground rules. As we awaited the arrival of the plane, we saw other staff folding up their parachutes. The first thought that came to my mind was “I really hope that Dan folded ours up properly.” I immediately told my brain to shut-up.
Walking to the tarmac, we passed a security gate with the words "Last Chance" on a hanging sign. Now that's reassuring! We finally boarded the plane. On our way up to 14,000ft we were treated with views of the endless Pacific Ocean, lush cascading mountains and the glimmering city of Honolulu all the way across the island. Before I knew it, the door opened and people just started to jump out of the plane like it was nothing.
We shuffled forward. More people jumped. Shuffle, shuffle. Crap, I was now at the door. I remember asking myself if it was too late for me to back out of this. By the time I thought of the answer I realized it was too late, I was already falling from the sky. The air was cold. My ears popped long ago and they felt like they were going to explode. I turned my attention to the mountains, they were so green, the sky was so blue, and the ocean looked so peaceful from up there.
Soon enough, my shoulder gets tapped, Dan was about to pull the parachute cord. My brain was going crazy with anxiety. “Please open, please open….why isn’t the parachute opening faster? Oh wait there it is...thank science we’re safe!"
I didn’t know this, but once the parachute expanded, we were able to literally do circles in the sky, Dan and I twisted and swirled and looped all around. This part was really fun, like rollercoaster fun!
We hovered over the field where we were about to land. By this time I was hoping to not have a butt landing. Dan told me to start running and before I knew it we landed safely on the ground, no bum scraping required. Sadly, Brady did not have the same fate, his landing consisted of multiple bounces on his butt until he finally halted.
All in all it was a great experience and I am so happy that we chose to feel that excitement in Hawaii! To anyone who is going to Oahu I highly recommend that you put some time aside to skydive. If you know of any other countries and companies that you'd recommend for skydiving, we'd love to hear about it! This might have been our first time, but I guarantee you that it won't be our last!