My recommendation: Do it someplace close to home & don't wake up too early.
I did it when I lived in St. Louis and we had to drive out of the metro area to avoid any conflict with major flight patterns or some shit. Anyway, we woke up early(5am) and drove the 1 hour plus to the airport then did the course that seems to take forever, yada yada yada.
We all jump and experience the thrill of our lives. You hit the ground and you feel the greatest sense of adrenaline, relief, invincibility you have ever felt. So we hurry back to the truck and decide to go to the local C-store to grab/crack open some brews for the ride home. By the time we get home everyone in both trucks is passed out asleep. Best I can figure is coming down off of that high combined with the super early wake up time caused everyone to crash. Kinda killed the momentum. We rallied later that evening but the magic of that adrenaline rush could never be recaptured.