HAHA..or maybe not.Kilted Heathen wrote:Your screen-name is a jinx.
You might want to do something about that.
Just make sure not on the same chalk as any of us...
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HAHA..or maybe not.Kilted Heathen wrote:Your screen-name is a jinx.
You might want to do something about that.
You speak truth big time Doc! At least they know how the lower half lives.The Sleepy Doc wrote:Some of the best officers I've had the privilege of working with started as enlisted soldiers first. Good luck and welcome..
1st jump at BAC, Fryar DZ, Hollywood style, I'm sure the Rangers remember the drill. One of my fellow recently popped-cherry jumpers is above me by about 40-50 ft, and drifts too close to my canopy. I'm already preparing to land so I don't notice him getting close. I steal his air, he drops to about 20-30 ft below me. He steals my air, I drop about 50 ft straight into the little swampy creek that runs through the middle of Fryar DZ.The Sleepy Doc wrote:Mebbe he's already had his one malfunction & survived?..Kilted Heathen wrote:Your screen-name is a jinx.
You might want to do something about that.
Some of the best officers I've had the privilege of working with started as enlisted soldiers first. Good luck and welcome..
Same thing happened to me in ABN, except the helmet part. They actually took photos of me and the other guy (AF SERE instructor). Then, on my 9th jump (in the 82d), I got my air stolen and broke my back...so...good luck with that.Dirt Dart wrote:1st jump at BAC, Fryar DZ, Hollywood style, I'm sure the Rangers remember the drill. One of my fellow recently popped-cherry jumpers is above me by about 40-50 ft, and drifts too close to my canopy. I'm already preparing to land so I don't notice him getting close. I steal his air, he drops to about 20-30 ft below me. He steals my air, I drop about 50 ft straight into the little swampy creek that runs through the middle of Fryar DZ.The Sleepy Doc wrote:Mebbe he's already had his one malfunction & survived?..Kilted Heathen wrote:Your screen-name is a jinx.
You might want to do something about that.
Some of the best officers I've had the privilege of working with started as enlisted soldiers first. Good luck and welcome..
Then as I'm unassing myself from the creek, fearful that Riggers are going to come and kill me in my sleep for getting their precious parachute wet and muddy, something hits me in the head so hard I end up face down in the mud. At first I thought someone came down on top of me, but I look up, and the next stick is still at least 400 ft up. I look around, and see my ballistic helmet on the ground, no . . . wait, my helmet is on my head. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, Over?
So I pick it up and take it with me to the buses, to my extremely grateful student platoon sergeant, who makes sure I don't have to pull CQ for the rest of the week. I was also officially known as Dirt Dart in C/507th after this incident. After that I had 3 perfect PLFs and 1 FAH, even though conditions quickly turned poor that week as Hurricane Rita was starting to stir up the weather over the DZ.