Blindly Skydiving

A blind man was describing to a bunch of skydiving students one students how his very favourite sport was skydiving and how alive it made him feel. The students were clearly perplexed how someone with such a disability could even attempt a sport as daring as skydiving when one false move could really end his life. Completely impressed, one student asked him how he made his dives. 

‘Well, I do have everything done pretty much for me,’ the blind man explained. They position me in the door and tell me when it’s the right time to jump. Before that, they place my hand on my ripcord so that I will have it even before I go. Then I’m off to enjoy my jump!’

Still in awe, another student asked, ‘But how do you know when you’re about to land?’

The blind man smiled softly. ‘What I get in return for my loss of sight is a keen sense of smell and hearing. This lets me hear when things are getting closer and I can smell the top of the trees before I get to them.’

‘But how do you know when to lift your legs for your final landing position?’ the student pressed on.

To this the blind man replied, ‘Oh, the dog’s leash goes slack.’