The Winguitsuiter

 A task on our learning contract was to write a moment in time about this a man in a winguit going down a mountain here is mine:

I was on top of a mountain nervous as a kid starting school. I took a deep breathe I jumped down I felt my heart pound feeling like a shark following me. I saw the trees shaking like a man in Antarctica. All I could taste was fresh breeze and all I could see was a long trail of limestone. I here rocks crashing into each other and birds singing in the evergreen trees I feel me going at the speed of light smash I dodged a dodged a flying rock. I see the end in sight metres away from the ground zoom my parachute redeploys I'm back on home soil.