Why do we skydive?
Skydiving has been around since ancient Chinese times as a form of aerial stunts. Leonardo da Vinci and the Chinese are both credited for creating the parachute, but it was really in the 18th century when France both created it and used it by basically throwing themselves out of planes. Little did anyone know that skydiving would be one of the craziest sports today. Jumping out of a plane two and a half miles up into the sky would not be someone’s idea of a normal day. As bad as two and a half miles up in the sky is, try doing it traveling at a rate of one-hundred and sixty miles per hour with just a parachute to save you. To many people this would be a nightmare; but to some of us, it is the biggest thrill of our lives.
Many people will sit and tell me that I am crazy for jumping out of a plane. I would just sit and tell them a quote I heard before I did my jump. “Skydivers know why the birds sing.” The experience doesn’t feel like you’re falling out of a plane, yet more like you are flying. Once you pull the parachute, the result is the most calming feeling. Words cannot even express it. You are totally relaxed and inspired after that chute is pulled.
Another reason why someone would jump out of a plane is that it actually is a stress reliever. You can still call divers crazy; but once you are up in the air flying, you are going to be stress free. The dive inspires such a complete focus of attention that all other worries, aggravatio...
If you've ever thought of jumping off of a tall building, there was a guy who jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge. He survived, and he said this, he said "halfway down, I thought it was a bad idea” (Robin Williams, Weapons of Self Destruction)
I can still remember the first time I went downhill skiing. It was a cold and dry November day. It hadn't been snowing much at the time, so most of the snow on the hills was that slick, jet blown, artificial-ice/pseudo-snow. Not exactly what a first timer likes to start on.My friend Michael had been trying to talk me into going on a skiing trip with him and the local Boy Scout troop for some time.
As I inched my way toward the cliff, my legs were shaking uncontrollably. I could feel the coldness of the rock beneath my feet when my toes curled around the edge in one last futile attempt at survival. My heart was racing like a trapped bird, desperate to escape. Gazing down the sheer drop, I nearly fainted; my entire life flashed before my eyes. I could hear stones breaking free and fiercely tumbling down the hillside, plummeting into the dark abyss of the forbidding black water. The trees began to rapidly close in around me in a suffocating clench, and the piercing screams from my friends did little to ease the pain. The cool breeze felt like needles upon my bare skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps. The threatening mountains surrounding me seemed to grow more sinister with each passing moment, I felt myself fighting for air. The hot summer sun began to blacken while misty clouds loomed overhead. Trembling with anxiety, I shut my eyes, murmuring one last pathetic prayer. I gathered my last breath, hoping it would last a lifetime, took a step back and plun...
Inhale, exhale. Deep, cleansing breaths that rush through his body like a calming storm. He feels his heart thudding tirelessly against his chest, pressing against his ribs, and rising into his ears. He dips his hands into the soft white powder, rubbing it between his fingers, feeling each grain of chalk disintegrate with the applied pressure and mold into his skin. He reaches out and grabs the rough, sandpaper-like plastic rocks. He feels the coarse texture dig into his skin as he lifts himself onto the wall. Suddenly, the world around him melts away, and he is alone in space and time. He floats up the wall, each body movement effortless and graceful, yet at the same time powerful and strong. Like a ballerina, he dances higher and higher, with each movement feeling the surge of his strength swelling through his body. He is aware of every minute muscle as they tense and relax in rhythm with his motion. He goes until he can go no further. The road ahead of him is cut off, and yet it still lays impossibly unfinished. It leaves him wanting more. He feels a burning desire to ascend higher, and push his limits as he laughs in gravity’s awestruck face. This is climbing. It is a feeling, a physics defying feat and a realization of inner and outer strength.
Whoosh, whoosh goes the wind as it rushes in my ears. I can feel nothing but the cold air all around my body. It almost feels as if I am flying but, no it is just me racing to school on my bike trying not to be late. A thought popped up in my mind, it was the same thought that I often had when I was rushing to school, it would be so much easier if I could fly, then I would never have to rush to school. I have always wanted to fly, not in an airplane, but me actually flying all by myself. I always watch those movies where the little girl wants to fly, and then she accidently falls off a roof and right before she hits the ground she starts to fly. I know that not all people have the ability to fly, and if I am one of those people I will die if I fall off a roof. As I run this thought in my head over and over, I hear a horrendous sound, the bell.
Roping is a sport that most believe simply to be timing and performance of the cowboy and the cattle. However, roping is actually much, much, more. One quality that is necessary for a roper to be successful is momentum. Momentum is the quantity of motion of a moving body, measured of a product of its mass and its velocity (Jones). This concept of momentum can determine what results are obtained by the roper. For example, when a cowboy rides a horse and the horse accelerates, the mass of cowboy and horse together gain momentum. In contrast to that the cattle that leave the shoot and accelerate to escape the rope also gains momentum. The amounts of momentum determine how far each can run in the arena before the rope makes contact with the animal. Another concept that relies on momentum is the rope itself. The cowboy is required to swing the rope with enough momentum to make the loop stand out a sufficient amount so that it is extended and open enough to secure around the animals head or heels.
Skydiving is an adrenaline-based sport with a fairly simple concept -- jump from a high place (usually out of a plane) from several thousand feet above sea level and hope and pray for a safe landing. This safe landing is often times achieved through the use of a device called a parachute, which enables the skydiver to reduce his speed to such a point that colliding with the earth will not be fatal.
“People have been diving ever since primitive man was forced to collect food from the sea,” says HawaiiScubaDiving.com (“History of Scuba Diving”, HawaiiScubaDiving.com Internet). Man has always been curious about the underwater world and has sought to explore it. This drove man to come up with new ways to extend his reach into the underwater world and to make the trip less difficult. Over time underwater exploration has been made easier due to man’s passion for exploring a fascinating new underwater world. Inventions such as regulators, self-contained breathing apparatuses, oxygen tanks, neoprene suits, and many more technologies have been used to make underwater exploration as easy and efficient as possible. Scuba diving has evolved into a wide range of advanced technology for the average person to explore a whole new underwater world.
Many people think of scuba diving as just a swim in the water, but in reality it is a very exciting, dangerous, and potentially fatal sport and activity. There are many types of scuba diving, ranging from recreational to sport to career diving. Scuba Diving is just not a swim in the water, scuba requires certification, uses technical equipment, and there is a lot of risk involved with scuba diving.
I did it. I jumped off. The cold air hitting my face as I plummet towards the gravel. Some panicking, some remained still. I heard one lady scream. Crashed. The pain jolted throughout my body. It didn't hurt as much as the realisation that I didn't succeed. I was still alive. People started to surround me, some dialing 911 to seek for professional help. A man was telling me "Hold on, you'll be fine". I didn't want to hold on.
When I was a Child, I have never stopped wondering what it would be to fly in the sky. I had tried to jump from sofa or bed with an opened umbrella in my hand，and imagined myself as a flying bird. As I grow up, those wonderful fantasy become faded in my brain. I still like flying, and I had experience something like helicopter tour, but never a real fly. I always have the thoughts to explore life, to experience
My internal organs thumped against my chest as I dragged my bag along the carpet floor and into the corridor. As I walked into the long hall, I glanced up and noticed the sign telling me I could get on. My entire body could barely hold itself together with the anticipation of the monumental, dream-come-true event about to take place. I said to myself, "I'll soon be in the air." I slowed my pace to further enjoy what was happening. Swarms of people walked around me as I treasured knowing that one of my lifetime goals was now inevitably going to occur. The excitement and adrenaline running through my veins could have killed a horse.
Scuba diving is a sport in which you can lose yourself to the beauty of the underwater world and escape gravity for a short time. You can wander among kelp forests or swim with sleek noble sharks. You can find a fortune in Spanish ducats or lose yourself in the beauty of the underwater realm. Some may say though that diving is an extreme sport and that it is too risky for anyone, it's just for the wild hooligans. Scuba Diving is a safe and enjoyable hobby despite the small risk involved. Haven't you ever wondered what it was like to swim with the fish? Or see why all of those people would want to were all that funny looking gear and go under the water?
We have all been underwater at some point in life whether it was in a pool, lake, or in the ocean, but that was probably for a short amount of time. With Scuba Diving, you get the opportunity to be underwater for more than 10 minutes at a time without having to worry about things on the surface. With Scuba Diving already having been banned temporarily a while ago in Crater Lake because of concern about the environmental impacts of invasive species to the marine ecosystems, some people think that Scuba Diving could become banned in more places, if nothing is done to combat the problem. Today, I will discuss Scuba Diving and its effect on the environment along with how to make it safer for the environment. During this past year, I learned to scuba dive and was certified for Scuba Diving at Neptune Dive and Ski. Today, I will discuss the effect of Scuba Diving on the environment through my research, product, and learning stretch. The first task that I was faced with was gathering information about Scuba Diving and researching the problem and the multiple ways to resolve the problem that it has on the environment. I researched the problem and ways to resolve the problem that Scuba Diving has on the environment, with my thesis focusing on how Scuba Diving although damaging to marine life and plants, could with the proper training be one of the best helpers of the present and for the future of the ocean life. Scuba Divers go into some of the nicest bodies of water in the world with the intent to observe and interact with the environment that is beneath the water. However, some Scuba Divers lack the proper training and knowledge necessary to dive in the water safely and carefully. Scuba Diving is meant for recreational use and for educat...
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