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Day 1 of skydive training:
3 hours of training and I didn't get to jump the same day of my training because of the weather.
The jump:
I went jumping during lunch time to make up for the jump I missed out on after training. The drop site is 20 minutes away from work, so I didn't miss too much work. My exit out of the aircraft was quick and efficient up until my puny little arms couldn't hold me outside on the strut of the wing of the Cesna in the XXmph wind. My hands slipped, so I just went flying off the wing.
The landing:
Oh boy. I didn't know where the fuck I was going, but I knew I did not want to land on the freeway, the lake, or the power lines. In fact, the roof of this farm house was looking prime. I missed that by a mile, but I eventually ended up in the shrubbery a few hundred yards away from the landing strip. Ah well. I will hopefully do better next time.
Conclusion:
Skydiving is the shit. As in, good shit. It is funny to have the pilot talk to you about special brownies and be all high. You know you're in good hands when your pilot is off the wall, but is still able to fly us out to the right spot. I am going to be so broke after this hobby, but it is so worth it.
HT
3 hours of training and I didn't get to jump the same day of my training because of the weather.
The jump:
I went jumping during lunch time to make up for the jump I missed out on after training. The drop site is 20 minutes away from work, so I didn't miss too much work. My exit out of the aircraft was quick and efficient up until my puny little arms couldn't hold me outside on the strut of the wing of the Cesna in the XXmph wind. My hands slipped, so I just went flying off the wing.
The landing:
Oh boy. I didn't know where the fuck I was going, but I knew I did not want to land on the freeway, the lake, or the power lines. In fact, the roof of this farm house was looking prime. I missed that by a mile, but I eventually ended up in the shrubbery a few hundred yards away from the landing strip. Ah well. I will hopefully do better next time.
Conclusion:
Skydiving is the shit. As in, good shit. It is funny to have the pilot talk to you about special brownies and be all high. You know you're in good hands when your pilot is off the wall, but is still able to fly us out to the right spot. I am going to be so broke after this hobby, but it is so worth it.
HT