A professional skydiver tells how the practice of this sport began. “I used to do sport skydiving, and on one occasion I asked myself a question: What would happen if the first bell did not open and I had to pull the emergency bell? It had never happened and I had my doubts as to whether I was going to be able to react. One day I made the decision to provoke that situation. So I deliberately started misfolding the parachute and threw myself once, twice, three, four times, but it always swelled until finally, on the sixth time that afternoon, I got what I wanted: the hood didn't unfold. Instead of opening the emergency one on the spot, I figured out doing a bit of a free fall. After a few seconds I dropped the leveler and opened the emergency parachute, I was very satisfied ... "
“I grasp the small prey with one right hand and place the toe of my left foot in the tiny indentation that the water has carved into the wall. With the other hand I barely reach the hole where only the fingertips enter. Hanging only from them, I have to overcome myself to achieve the tiny rigor that this extra-leaden wall presents. Before expressing the climb, I mentally repeat the movements several times. When the time comes, I smear magnesium powder on my hands to prevent sweat from making me slip.