Have you ever been tugged along an empty pier and thrown in the air. It seems a kong way, hurtling forward with the speed of lightning. All you can hear is the floorboards at the feet. Then I was in the air.
The time in airspace is a confusing mix of breathing thin air and looking at blue sea beneath. Do not confuse the air with the sea. The sea us is danger, but the air is not. Keep the gaze at mid length.
When I land, I land on one foot, to ease the fall. Theres always a tendancy for the the legs to stand straight, so if theres a choice, stand, roll and stand.

Michelle Allcock