Wetsuit, earplugs, helmet, goggles: I'm ready for my first flight.
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Breathless

Michael Restin
11.12.2018
Translation: machine translated
Pictures: Thomas Kunz

No sky, no jump, no freefall. There's no comparison. I'm about to test myself on the free-fall simulator at the Windwerk in Winterthur.

I take a look at the blower. It's noisy. I take another deep breath with my hands up. Rafael, the instructor, gives me an encouraging nod, I step through the door frame, the madness begins. I float and sway in the air. Want to know all about the dimensions and wind speeds of the Windwerk wind tunnel? I'll tell you about them a little later, they'll blow you away.

In the middle of a storm

Rafael holds me when he needs to, and releases me as soon as I'm balanced in the air. In the wind tunnel, it's impossible to speak. But his signs are clear and his enthusiasm rubs off on me.

"I need to quickly understand how best to teach and keep my cool," he explains to me later. Everyone has to be able to get the most out of their flight: "What would be the point of me holding people all the time?"

About me.

None. The customer wants to fly, and it works. After a minute and a half, he grabs my leg to pull me out of this perfect whirlwind that's still reasoning in my head. I keep smiling. It's time to take stock. What am I doing here? Short flashback.

A downwind

How does it work?

Take that, gravity!

Before I get started, a few questions remain along the lines of: for me, who's no beginner in the world of sport, what does it mean to confront gravity, how is it that Elias Ambühl floats in the air after just a few seconds, as if he'd been doing it all his life?

Am I capable of this too? Or am I going to smash my nose against the glass right now? And how do they get that plexiglass clean, anyway?

This stupid thought is going through my head.

This stupid thought crosses my mind until I take the plunge and let myself get caught up in the moment. The flight time is certainly not long, but it's not all rest. You have to apply the new knowledge you have acquired. Even for pros of the genre like Elias Ambühl, it's taxing.

Like the queen mother

The second flying session has me euphoric. I've got the basics down, I'm able to influence my orientation and turn, I'm waving my hands like the queen mother. I counter-brake slightly, keep my head up and savour the moment. Then Rafael beckons, the airflow amplifies, we're thrown upwards, spinning, falling back towards the ground, conquering the third dimension, a second charge of endorphins is released in my brain.

Some aches and pains no less

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Simple writer and dad of two who likes to be on the move, wading through everyday family life. Juggling several balls, I'll occasionally drop one. It could be a ball, or a remark. Or both.


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