Here on earth, space is at a premium. City dwellers feel crowded, which is why we come to places like Moab, where the scenic vistas are vast. But even in Moab, traffic gets congested.
In seeking more space, what could possibly be less claustrophobic than skydiving? But even the word “skydive” has connotations that have prevented me from considering it in the past, because thanks to gravity, a “skydive” can coincide with an “earth splat.”
When I witnessed Skydive Moab’s highly organized operations, and how meticulously the instructors were folding and preparing their customers’ chutes, I introduced myself to Keith, Skydive Moab’s co-owner. He informed me that in 12,000 jumps over 23 years as a pro skydiver, he hasn’t been injured once.