Dd0g 0 #1 October 4, 2004 Life is nothing if not ironic. . . Yours truly nearly joined the illustrious list of the dearly departed yesterday skydiving, of all things. One of those AAD gizmos malfunctioned and fired a reserve (roundie, no less) into a perfectly-functioning main as we dipped below 1000 feet to dirt. Who knew that two canopies were so likely to result in an uncontrolled spin. . . cutting away at the Perrine never felt so good, though roundies just don't flare like a Mojo. My already-thin career as a skydiver just doesn't seem to be taking off. Oh, well, BASE it is. It's sure nice to live on a farm surrounded by a lifetime's supply of virgin backcountry vertical terrain. Peace, D-d0g+~+~+~+~ But this, surely, was the glory that no spirits, canine or human, had ever clearly seen, the light that never was on land or sea, and yet is glimpsed by the quickened mind everywhere. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
