I survived base jumping. How??
The ONLY way to be guaranteed to survive base jumping is to quit. So I quit. 14 years after I started, I finally survived base jumping. I did about 500 base jumps, I was a big wall jumper with approximately 200 wingsuit and 250 tracking jumps, the rest is "all the other stuff".
I would consider myself as an above average good tracker and a skilled wingsuit pilot, at least good enough to have a valid opinion.
Since I started base jumping, 176 people have died base jumping.(at the time of posting. I actually had to add a couple since I started writing this a week ago…)
I met a lot of those people, I knew and hung out with quite a few of them, many of them I called friends, some even close friends and finally, I lost my best friend…
But thats not why I quit, I mean, my friends are still dying even if I quit. And they'll continue to do so for many years to come.
So why did I quit?
Well, the main reason is that with the kind of jumping I was doing it didn't give me that much anymore. I didn't get that amazing euphoric feeling we all love so much, cause thats why we do it, isn't it?
It's been 3-4 years since I got that, and I still remember it like yesterday. And I really miss that feeling!
I also knew how I could get it back, I could get into proximity wingsuit flying! (I'll call it proxy the rest of the post)
I chose not to. We are humans and humans do mistakes. I have always tried to leave room for small mistakes in my way of jumping, but accepting that a big mistake could kill me.
I think if you are focused enough, skilled enough and plan your jumps enough, you can usually avoid big mistakes. But small mistakes are in my opinion impossible to avoid.
Proxy
I would absolutely love to do proxy! I mean, it's a dream come true to be able to fly that fast, that close to the terrain! And you have to fly really close to get the true feeling of speed. Flying 50 meters above the ground feels much slower than it actually is, its just the way it is, even 20 meters feels slow. I've done the occasionally flyby, but never closer than 15-20 meters and only that close for about a second or two. I have also flown along a vertical wall, same thing 15-20 meters away and only that close for a few seconds. That was my limit.
Flying 5 meters or less above ground for a sustained period of time is in my opinion a whole different ball game. You don't need a gopro or watch youtube to wanna do that! But I think you need to accept that a small mistake will kill you, and then its just a matter of time until you are dead.
No? Fly fast, speed is your friend, keep energy in reserve so you can "rise" from the terrain? Well, speed is also your enemy, thats why you die when you crash.
I used to think that it was possible to do proxy safely, that it was just me not being experienced and dedicated enough in wingsuit. But after some of the most safety minded, skilled and experienced jumpers I knew started going in, I slowly changed my mind.
What about human reaction time? You are flying 50 meters per second 5 meters(or less) from something. You could argue that you are 100 milliseconds away from death. Maybe not totally true since you are not flying directly towards the terrain, but what if you did a small mistake? The average human reaction time is approximately 190 milliseconds to detect visual stimulus, if you are the best and trained it's rarely less than 130 millisecond. After you react, you act, as the milliseconds fly. How many meters have you flown before you corrected your mistake? 25 meters? Or maybe 50 meters is more realistic? Get my point?
That calls for some heavy planning before flying a line. Do you plan that carefully? What about turbulence from wind and/or thermal? Do you plan for that? Do you know where the thermal usually release in your line? Do you even understand how thermal work? "But I'm flying so fast it doesn't affect me".
Well, I have been thrown around by turbulence, most likely thermal, while tracking. I was pushed sideways, almost like I did a 120 degree left turn, and was suddenly tracking the wrong way. I had enough altitude to correct it and continue tracking. The wind was not strong that day. This is ten years ago and I didn't know much about thermal back then. I know more now.
I think there is only a handful of people that have the skill, talent and the genetics to survive proxy for a long time. You are most likely not one of those. And even the best makes mistakes. If you ask any of the guys you consider the best if they had a close call, I'm pretty sure almost every one of them would say yes. By close call, I mean they put themselves in a situation where only a coincident saved them from the fatality list. (I don't believe in luck. A jar of luck and a jar of experience might sound cool on tv, but its bullshit. If luck exists, why would you run out of it?? A coincident is more precise.)
If what I say is true, then you could say that all the best proxy flyers are alive because of a coincident. Is that okay for you, to survive by coincident?
I have never had a close call. I have been in deep shit, but I have used skill to get out of it. In order to do that you need to leave room for that. I have never done proxy flying…
Death
I have heard several base jumpers say that base jumping is so amazing that its worth dying for. What?? If you don't have friends, family or anyone you care for, then maybe. But then maybe you have bigger issues in your life than to care about if you do something dangerous or not…
If you have friends, a best friend, brother, sister, mother, father, a girlfriend/boyfriend you love, kids that you love, then you try not to hurt them. If you die, you hurt them in one of the worst possible way.
You leave them traumatized. You will hurt them for the rest of their life. Yes, it will get better, but it will always hurt. Is base jumping worth that to you?
In my opinion, the only thing worth dying for is protecting those you love. Base jumping doesn't protect those you love, not even proxy flying does that…
So why did I start??
Well, I wanted to be happy. Different people need different things in their life to make themselves happy. I "needed" base jumping, I didn't just want it.
If I didn't do it, I would spend the rest of my life wondering how it would be like, and that would reduce my quality of life.
If you love someone, it hurts to see them unhappy. That was my justification, if I am happy they will be happy for me. I knew I would worry people, but it was my responsibility to stay alive, not to hurt the ones I love.
I continued base jumping because it gave me so much. Amazing people, nature, feelings. I was good at it. I felt that I could survive it.
And I was right, I did survive base jumping. Not by coincident, but by skill and taking the right decisions, and finally, by quitting.
Thank you for reading and please don't hurt the ones you love!
Atle Dahl