A long time ago in a galaxy far away,.. I did a one day course and then did a solo jump late in the afternoon.
There were about four of us in the load, plus the jump instructor, and pilot of course, but he stayed in the plane.
After climbing to about four thousand feet and at a position slightly upwind of the landing zone, the plane slowed down to about 70 knots. I climbed out the door and stood on the undercarriage as we approached the jump point.
It was really windy out there and I was scared witless, both to climb out there in the first place and then to stand on the undercarriage leg, being blown to bits and trying to hang on to the wing strut.

The instructor yelled out "Jump" and I went to jump but my fingers wouldn't let go.

After a few seconds I manged to let go,.

and down I went,..


,.. falling,.. spread eagle,

face down,

back arched hollow,

count one thousand... two thousand... three thous,,,.. POCK!,.. chute opened,..
Checks,... brakes off, end cells inflated, slider in place, security pins still in place, landing zone sighted, .



But,.. it was all so much of a rush I didn't really take much of it in until after the chute opened.
It was mostly ,."Whose stupid idea was this?,.. I'm gonna die,.. I'm gonna die,. .I'm gonna die.,,.."
After the chute opened and everything was nice and quiet and serene, I flew around in a few circles and then lined up for a landing, washing off excess height with a few sweeps which went pretty well really. It was an ok landing. I didn't break a leg, and I didn't fly through the nearby fence as was expected.
Because I didn't take much of it in I went back a few weeks later and did one more jump, which only needed a half hour refresher talk first.
I still found it really hard to jump out of a perfectly good plane, but at least I managed to take it all in.
So the sum total off my parachuting career was two solo jumps.

I was never really tempted to take it up and the only reason I did it was because when I was flying around the countryside, I sometimes wondered what it would be like to open the door and jump out.

Now I know.
It's very very scary, first time, and if you did it without a chute there would only ever be 'one time'.