Flying High

For quite some time now, I have had a very small yearning to go sky diving. But, as you've read in prior posts, I am not at all an adrenaline junkie. Not sure I can make it happen.

So, when my sister mentioned the air tunnel, I immediately added it to my list. I couldn't think of a better time to head down to Eloy, about an hour south of Phoenix, to try it out. My friends Cheri and Bevla joined me.

We started out with approximately 10 minutes of training.....if you could call it that. Then they suit you up. There were about 8 or 9 of us in our "class". Once we get suited up, we go into the air tunnel seating area and wait our turn. We signed up for the one-minute experience, which means we each get one minute inside the air tunnel, twice. Didn't seem like much time.

There were two guys that went before us, one did really good and the other had a heck of time. He kept hitting the wall and flipping over, not in a good way. Our very cute instructor boosted our confidence by pointing out that we could definitely do better than that guy.

And so we did!

It was really fun. Pretty easy for the most part. You just cross your arms in front of you and fall into the air tunnel. I would recommend keeping your mouth shut though, it's pretty easy to druel as soon as you get in the air. But certainly I'm not speaking from personal experience. ;)

The instructor is there the whole time to help guide you and keep you from hitting the wall. They give you hand signals to tell you if you need to relax, put your arms out, bend your legs, etc. The one minute really is a good amount of time for the first time. And on the second go-round, at the end of the one minute, the instructor connected to us and flew us higher up into the tunnel a few times.

That may be the closest I ever get to the real thing.