How I did it: A new friend randomly invited me along to Whatcom Falls.  It's twisted..  Flying 3 miles from a plane to the earth was less scary than staring over this cliff ledge knowing that if something went wrong during sky diving I was pretty much dead, but there were plenty of ways I could injure myself hitting that water and regret living through.
Anyway, the guy bought my beers for the rest of the night.  Apparently he expected me to be a deer in the headlights for at least a half hour before jumping.
Silly boys...

Can't wait to go again.

Lessons & tips: Keep your damn legs straight lol

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Jun 28, 09:03PM PDT | 0 comments | 1 cheer