What the last think you think of when jumping of out an airplane. Well for me it’s usually something like WTF am I doing this for.
I jumped a nice little C-130 yesterday. Somehow the weather cooperated and it was relatively nice. Sunny and cool but not freezing cold like it’s been recently. Of course I was still sniveled up with fleece and outerwear.
My exit was good with no twist or tangles. One of my co-jumper wasn’t so lucky. He twisted his risers up to the damn canopy. He was bicycling his ass off trying to untwist on his way down. I landed about 75 meters from the turn in point. Someone asked how I got so close. Yeah see when you’re old you fear walking too far more than running with the wind a little. 😉
It was a good landing though and one can’t complain about that.