just another daydream of a jump

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imagine the drive in the back of the pick-up truck to a luanch site. clearing all the catcus and twigs, you lay out the hot-air balloon, and wait patiently for it to swallow enough air as it rises up and off the earth, jumping in as the basket leaves the dust, and the sun approaches the mountains, you find yourself fidgeting in the small space with the pilot and 2 other jumpers... slowly the air brings your glorious ship hundreds to thousands of feet about the desert, you crouch in the basket and hang over the size to keep your hair out of the flames. And the static blast of noise firing the hot air struggles to balance with the peacefulness and silence of the ride. the further you see off the less you see below you and you reach your destination altitude in sweat union with floating above the landing zone. the time is now, you brace yourself as the first jumper frees himself of the balloon and races into a speck of visibility near the ground until you see the beautiful red canopy open like a fluff of a tissue, and you feel the air compression in your eardrums as the balloon counteracts and rises without the wiehgt... you wait until you start sinking once again as the second jumper falls. You watch the body blend into the bushes on the ground, and just when you think she passed out and there's no time, her chute pops open and she turns towards the runway... your turn. checking your handles, you climb backwards onto the ledge of the basket staring into the torch, and you launch without looking, backfliping off and kicking the basket away from you, you feel the nothingness, no wind, no resistance, just freedom as the air increases velocity over your naked body and you have no idea where you are relative to the ground. checking your altimeter every 300 ft, just a little longer, just a little closer, the cacti get big and you know, pull, all opens well, and you scream with excitement, you are flying naked in the sky on a beautiful sunset in the desert, this is freedom, so you have the nerve to land and present yourself next to the hanger, cuase you don't care about the spectators, your hands are shaking and your eyes are watering, and all you're wearing is shoes...
Nice landing.

[lewmonst 0]

sorry i wasn't logged in... but i do claim that jump. and please don't copy it without asking ie copyright
thanks, blue skies
lew
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[GeekStreak 0]

COOL! She said naked. hehe hehe.
Very nice story Karen.
1111,
GeekStreak

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thanks karl,
btw what's the 1111?

[GeekStreak 0]

blue ones. I borrowed it from Donna. She's nice too 1111,
GeekStreak