Even more exciting when all you can see is the basket and a bit of hose disappearing into the murk.- how do you spell leens again?
Whenever I did this I always developed the very clear impression that we were both going vertically downward. (Something to do with the speed of the whispy stuff whipping past, I guess). I was unwise enough to mention this to the copilot once, who opined that it ought to be easy with a hose to keep us attached. I was too busy to hit him at the time, but I
did eat his sandwiches later.