So on thursday, a friend and I were trying to figure out what we were going to do this weekend. We came up with sea kayaking, as it was something spiffy that neither of us had done before. So last night I go over to her place and we research this sea kayaking. But this isn’t a post about kayaking, it’s a post about the crazyiest f’ing sport that’s still legal.
When she asks what I feel like doing after going kayaking, I jokingly suggest skydiving, as of the past dozen or so of my usually crazy friends have instantly shot this down. To my pleasant suprise, this was not the case.
After an hour and a half of sea kayaking, we head over to Chicagoland Skydiving Center out past Aurora. After waiting a few hours for the wind to die down, we strap on and head out.
I’m not about to say I’m an adventerous person, but strange and random things tend to happen to me. Rock-climbing, white-water rafting, skiing, motorcycle racing . . . do not hold the spark that would light a candle that you could compare to skydiving.
My advice: Find someone else who is interested. And then don’t plan it, just f’ing do it.