I’m The Biggest Pussy In Wyoming! (WY) “DAY 91” – 10/3/10

October 4, 2010 - 9:54 am - (WY) “DAY 91”

Last night I went to bed earlier than I normally do because I had to be up and out of my room before 9 am.  I wasn’t being kicked out... 😉  I was going para-flying!  Yesterday morning, I saw a bunch of people fly down past the Hostel and it looked awesome so I figured I’d give that a try.  One problem... it costs $249 (looked at a flyer). 🙁

Jeremy

I talk to Jeremy (Cali.- web guy) every night about everything and when I told him about the para-flying, he said he’s pay $120 of the bill.  So, I called the para-flying place and asked how much it was to fly.

They said that Sunday was the last day of their season and they had a $199. special.  I told the guy that that was to expensive for me and... is there anyway he could do it cheaper.  After a few minutes, he said he’d give me the employee rate ($145).  Perfect!  I’m in!

Para-Flying
On to today...  I woke up at 8 am excited as can be.  I wasn’t worried about anything except how I was gonna get a good video and pictures of me jumping.  Obviously, I cant take a picture of myself jumping off a mountain or landing.

And even if I find somebody else to take one or the other, I won’t have somebody to take one or the other.  Make sense?  Basically, my camera can only be in one place.  Anyway, I decided I’d just figure it out as it happens and headed to the meeting place at the Jackson Hole ski lift (9 am, 50 yards from where I’m staying).

I arrived slightly earlier as I waited for whoever to arrive.  Again, at this point... I’m not nervous at all, I’m still thinking about good pictures and whatnot.  People started to arrive one by one and what I realized was... almost everybody there was a local who flew a bunch.  They were getting in their last flight of the season.

Only two other people there were outsiders like me (Lisa and Ben).  Meaning...people who have never jumped and didn’t live in the area.  I talked with Ben (under 18) and he was super pumped to fly as well as being a cool kid.

Ben

His Mom (Lisa), was also real cool and she was Holistic Healer.  (But, we’ll talk about that a little later in the post ;)).

Getting A License
In order to fly, you needed to get a license.  Basically, how you got a license was to show up and fill out some paperwork...  After that... you had a license to fly tandem.  Meaning, with a professional flyer attached to your back.

I was now a licensed flyer, so the whole group got into a few trucks and headed up the mountain.  The ski lift normally takes you up but since it’s so late in the season (last day), the ski lift is already closed for the year.

Ben and Lisa (Mom)

Driving Up The Mountain
In the truck was a instructor, two regulars, Ben and Lisa, and myself.  Now, I hadn’t thought about it at all yet, but I had never even been up a mountain this high before, not even close.

Camelback Mountain

This mountain was 10,000 feet high and the highest I have ever been on was Camelback Mountain in Scottsdale, AZ.  That’s a hill compared to this monstrosity!  Still, I wasn’t worried at all. 🙂

As we drove up the mountain, the road was barely even a road.  It was a one lane dirt/rock/gravel path alongside the outside of this huge mountain!  I asked how long it would take to get to the top and the driver said about 20-25 minutes.  Whew, it is big!

Still, at this point everybody in the truck is laughing and having a good time.  Sometime around now... I looked down and saw how high in the air we were... big mistake!

I started to loose it mentally as my hands began to sweat uncontrollably.  I guess at this point, my mind realized what I was about to do.  F.Y.I - We were only half-way up the mountain.  Oh No!!!

Everybody in the truck was getting a kick out of my fear because I was being about a ham about it.   Saying how I’m from Jersey and I have never fished, hunted, hiked, and definitely never have been on a mountain this high before!  But.. inside I was falling apart!

Seeing Some Moose
About two-thirds up the mountain, we were stopped on the road because there were  3 Moose walking near the path.  It was real cool to see them in their element enjoying a brisk Sunday morn.  We waited until it was clear (5 min) and then continued to the jump point.

At this point, I’m still a nervous wreck as my hands were a waterfall, my heart was racing, and I couldn’t breath to well.  F.Y.I. - The air this high is different and many people get light headed or nauseous because of it.  I was feeling both! 🙁

Arriving At The Top Of The Mountain
Before I continue on, I have to tell you... I just stopped writing for the past 15 minutes because my hands were getting sweaty thinking about what had happened yesterday.  Crazy!

Anyway, there we were at the top of the mountain.  We had just gotten out of the car when it really hit me that I was gonna jump off this huge thing!!!  Am I crazy or something!

So there I was... frozen, looking down from the top.  The people around me could tell I was losing it, so they (Lisa and instructors) started to talk positive to me about the jump.

I was in a daze as the lack of oxygen was really getting to me and I needed some water but didn’t have any.  (I didn’t / couldn’t take many pictures of the rest of this experience because I was an emotional and physical disaster from this point on! :))

Holistic Healing
Before I could even realize it, Lisa was in front of me tapping on my face, neck, chest, lips, ears, nose, everywhere... while she was having me say different mantras to try and help me relax and feel better.  (The tapping is some form of healing that she uses to relieve stress and promote positive energy.)

So there I was on top of a 10,000 foot mountain while a a Holistic Healer from Montana is tapping my face telling to say...

Lisa

“I’m scared, I’m scared, I’m scared, BUT... It will be OK and I’ll have fun, It will be OK and I’ll have fun, It will be OK and I’ll have fun....”

There were at least 5 different things she was having me repeat and this lasted for minimally... 5 minutes while everybody was getting ready to jump.

I was feeling a little better... maybe it was because the tapping started to hurt my face and I couldn’t remember what I was afraid of... none-the-less, I was ready to jump now!  Thank you Lisa for all your help!

Walking Down To The Jump Site
Lisa and I were behind the group as we walked down the mountain to the jump site (about 100 yds).  It wasn’t a straight walk because the mountain was to steep, so we had to zig zag to the area.

During this time, I got so light headed, I couldn’t walk any further, so I just sat down on the path.  An instructor came over and sat with me while he gave me some water.  I sat there for another 10 minutes while I tried to get my bearing.

I was feeling a little better after the water and... again, I was ready to jump!  I continued down to the jump area where I was paired with Josh, a very experienced para-flier.

Josh was awesome as he kept saying positive things to me as we geared up.  But... I could feel he could tell I was gonna be handful... None-the less, he was still very patient with me as I kept changing my mind on whether or not I could do it.

Losing It Big-time!
So there I am, staring off this huge mountain into the trees and wilderness when the last part of my gear is applied... the helmet.  I start to loose it... I can’t breath, I’m sweating and feeling faint when I say... “F$CK IT, I can’t do this!”

Josh tried to calm me down as he told me how many successful flights he has had (over 1,500), how old people jump with him all the time, how when I get to the bottom I will be so happy that I did it... etc...  I believed him but my mind couldn’t function...

Changing My Mind
I then remembered the drive up and that was terrifying too.  That’s when all this started so I didn’t want to drive down either.  I’m screwed either way... 🙁  Josh then said, it’s 10 minutes down by air and... it’s actually safer than the drive which is 25 minutes....

Ahhhhhh!  I changed my mind back and... I was jumping again.  Josh then unloaded the gear out of his backpack, suited us both up again, and got the para-shoot ready for take-off.

We were just seconds from flying when I watched somebody take-off in front of us.  Seeing that person fly right by a tree and down toward the ground freaked me out!  I started to loose it again and felt real faint, I thought I might pass out right then and there.

I turned to Josh and said... I’m sorry dude but I can’t do it.  I’m done!  I started to walk back up the mountain to the truck when I realized Josh couldn’t jump either, it was a two man shoot and I one guy couldn’t jump with a two man shoot!  Josh absolutely hated me!!!

He really did because not only couldn’t he jump on the last day of the season but he has to carry a 50+ lbs backpack filled with gear back up this steep mountain!

When we got the truck he confirmed my suspicion because he choose to sit in the back of a pick-up truck instead of sitting in an open next to me in the back seat.  He couldn’t even bare the sight of this pussy from New Jersey anymore!

The Drive Down
Even though I wasn’t jumping anymore, I was still a wreck because my fear wasn’t just  jumping... it was being on this huge mountain!  The whole ride down I just closed my eyes and hoped I’d get to the bottom soon.

I was still so light headed, nauseous, and sweaty that I couldn’t even breath right.  I was gasping for air the whole way down even though I hadn’t opened my eyes to see where I was.  I was falling apart at the seams!

Reaching The Bottom
When I got to the bottom, I still didn’t feel much better and... I was right, Josh did hate me.  He didn’t even acknowledge me as I walked away.  He probably started to mother f-me as soon as I wasn’t in earshot but it was what it was... I couldn’t do it and that’s that!

It was now sometime after 11 am and pro-football had started, so I tried my best to get my act together so I could go watch the Steelers somewhere.  I asked the Hostel front desk if there was a bar with all the games on and they told me there was in Jackson (8 miles away).

F.Y.I - My hands kept sweating for at least another hour and I didn’t feel right until 4 or 5 pm but I still went to the bar to watch the Steelers game.

Sports Bar
I got to the bar during the 2cd quarter of the game and when I walked in... I realized it was a Steelers Bar!  Nice!  There were about 10 Steelers fans watching the game at the bar, having a good time, and drinking it up!

I had my Pittsburgh sweatshirt on, so I was immediately accepted into the group.  I told them how much of a pussy I just was (para-flying incident) but instead of picking on me... they made me feel better.

Thanks Guys!

We watched game together as I got to know everybody there.  They were a great group of local dudes and it was interesting to listen to them tell me about Wyoming (Jackson Hole) and it’s history.

Back to the game, we drank and cheered until the last 30 seconds of the game when Baltimore scored the last TD to win 17-14.  Ahhhh! 🙁  I still had fun and it was just what I needed after my para-flying debacle.

Back To The Hostel
I still wasn’t feeling right as I went back to the Hostel to watch the late games.  When I got downstairs (TV area) is when I took the nap got me back to normal.  I slept through most of the late games and woke up around 5 pm.   Ahhh.. I feel OK again!  No more sweaty hands!

The Rest Of The Day
After my nap, all I did was watch TV as I was happy enough just to feel better.  Plus, this town (Teton Village) shuts down around 10 pm because it’s the off-season.  Nothing is open past 10 pm except for a few places 8 miles away in Jackson and even there... it is dead.

What I Learned
I learned today that I am scared of huge mountains!  I didn’t know it until now but... I have learned my lesson and will not put myself in that position again for as long as I live!  I like sea-level!  🙂

Thanks for reading!

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  1. pat says:

    I thought you would have sacked up in the end. Pitiful.

  2. bennervous says:

    Duuude! Can I even call you dude anymore? I can’t believe it. I was laughing and feeling bad at the same time. I really hope for your sake you dont run into Josh again. If that were me and for some odd reason I was a total pussy, I would still do it because I would rather be scared than embarassed.

    Did you still have to pay?? I would imagine so (and feel that you should have had to pay because all the real work was done…and the fact that it was even worse for the instructors than if you had actually jumped — in fact, they should’ve charged you more), but with you, who knows if you found a way to get your money back. Man, I feel for you…but am laughing too. This might have been one of your best posts so far!
    All of that said, this is what I appreciate most about you — that you are so honest and willing to share. That is what makes you the good guy you are!
    I hope your other adventures are less adventurous (but still look forward to some entertaining reads). LOL.

  3. Matt says:

    man o man…look at it this way…this coulda been josh’s 1501 jump and the shoot tore and you woulda both died.. u shoulda kicked him in the sac and told him you were doing him a favor cause the hollistic healer also doubled as a mrs cleo and saw that it was going to end badly.. although you’re still a vagina. i cant judge that much im terrified at heights but its like the giant roller coasters as a kid, i was terrified and until i actually went on one i didnt know how much fun it was..anyways good post man it sounded like you def had a worthy life experience.

  4. DAD says:

    Dave, nothing to be embarresed over. I get dizzy on swings. I don’t like high places either. I guess that makes me a P—y too.
    You did the right thing by coming off the mountain.
    Better safe than sorry. I’ve told you before, if man was meant to fly, G-D would have given him wings. He didn’t and your better off for it.

  5. Big Brother Adam says:

    listen to your big brother on this. we’re not 10 years old and peer pressure doesn’t work anymore. It sucks for that dude Josh that he didn’t get to go and I feel sorry for him and don’t blame him for being pissed. But for all we know, he may be there again today getting his last flight of the year in so everybody wins.

    Whether it’s roller coasters, ferris wheels, or even those stupid swings, my feet stay on the ground. I’ve been told to step up for my kids and be a brave dad so they’re not afraid of roller coasters. That’s why I have friends that go on roller coasters – let them take my kids as many times as they want. I’ll hold any pocketbook, fannypack, coats, etc. that you want, but I like sea level also.

    In the end you did the right thing. Time to move on to the next adventure. Later.

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