So I never thought I would write a title that included Parasailing over Tacoma! But I did it, and it was Ah-Mazing!!! Oh my goodness!
Yesterday I shared that I took my parents on a seaplane ride over Seattle as part of my 40 before 40 adventures. I was talking with Jennifer who helps me with the site, and she mentioned that you could go parasailing over Tacoma. I looked at my parents and told them we should go…never thinking they would agree.
My Dad mentioned that he had gone while they were in Mexico but my Mom would never do it. She looked at me and said, “sure let’s do it.” I am pretty sure she was hoping deep inside that they would be full and not have space for a last minute walk up.
The next morning I called and woohoo they had space for both of us to go together in the afternoon. I wish I would have taken a picture of my Mom’s face when I told her we were going. She had a bit of an OH SH** it really is happening look. LOL!
We headed down to Ruston way on a gorgeous sunny afternoon in Tacoma. I am going to admit fully to being a bit nervous but crazy excited. I texted John and told him I loved him and that I would let him know when we were done. Then it was time to board the boat and say a little prayer.
Thankfully we were not the first pair to go up, so we had time to watch and learn what to do and not to do. Plus it was fun to watch my Mom’s face as she realized just how high up we would be going. I, of course, said that we wanted to go on the 1000 flight instead of the 800 foot. If you are going to do it, you have to go all in! LOL!
By the way, when you see the parasailers going by from the shore they look like they are up a bit but not too bad. Watching how high you go from the boat is a whole different story. Holy ***** It is a ways up there.
Maybe I should admit now that I was feeling some serious butterflies in my stomach as I watched the first pair go up. But I couldn’t admit that considering the first pair included a kid who was maybe 12 or 13 and came down with a huge smile on his face. There was no way I was going to admit that my stomach was doing somersaults, and I was feeling a bit queasy.
Then it was our turn to go….EEK! We walked up and were strapped into the cables/bar that would hold our lives together for the next 10-15+ minutes. We were instructed to sit down and enjoy the ride…hmmmm here we go! Oh god! We are taking off, oh god we can’t turn back now, holy **** here we go!
I may have said these things out loud, not so quietly as we were going up in the air. I promised my Mom that I wouldn’t repeat what she had to say during the flight. I will say that for some reason she thought of Jeff Dunham’s puppet Achmed and talked a lot about him. I am not sure what a dead terrorist puppet has to do with parasailing but for my Mom, that was her focus point.
Once we were up in the air, it was shocking how quiet it was. Thankfully they did warn us on the boat that the cables and cords do make noise and too not let it freak us out.
I was amazed at how quickly we were hundreds of feet up in the air. It was so quiet, and it felt like we just lifted to the skies with the greatest of ease.
There was a hilarious point in the flight when my Mom noticed that the boat way down below was passing a sailboat and doing a turn. From our perspective, it looked super close to the cables holding us to the boat. I am sure in reality they were quite a distance away. I wish I would have videotaped what my Mom had to say during this moment in time, but I promised her that nothing would be repeated. I may be turning 40 next month, but I know not to cross my Mom by posting that video online. 🙂
We asked the boat driver to dip our toes in the water if he could on our way down. What I didn’t realize or think about is when you dip your toes in the water, and the boat is pulling you in a forward motion you end up creating a spray of water….Which shot right up my shorts and t-shirt. Hello, Puget Sound water is not the warmest body of water in the world. Oh, my!
My legs are a lot longer than my short mothers, so they had to dip down a bit to get her toes in the water which meant I was soaked by the time we were back on the boat. It was hilarious and cold at the same time.
In order to dip our toes in the water, they have to put slack in the line, and you drift down slowly to the water. Again this is a moment I wish I could quote my dear Mother’s comments about her thoughts on the line going slack. She was not a fan. I tried to convince her that at least we were only a few feet off the water instead of 800, but she just gave me that Mom look that says “shut up or I will get even with you”.
Parasailing has been on my list of things I have wanted to try for a long time. In the past, I have always let fear talk me out of going. I was worried that we were traveling in a foreign country and might get hurt, I was worried that I would pee my pants in fear being up 800+ feet and you can’t really hide peeing from 800 feet..oh my! Honestly, I just let fear stop me from doing something I wanted to do.
Going on this 40 before 40 adventure has really shown me how much I let fear run my life and how I need to squish the fear and let myself try new things. This journey has pushed me in more ways than I can count. I can’t believe there is less than a month to go until I turn 40. I have a few more adventures planned out in the upcoming weeks.
Later this week I am flying to Stillwater, Oklahoma to go to women’s only football school and I can’t wait! More to come later this week on my adventures learning about football.