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To be a little nicer about it though, seriously Yan why mess with what works? When I started, I used to fold my wings and plummet for a few seconds trying to get closer to normal freefall in an attempt to avoid unknown uncertainties about how well my rig was going to work at 40mph till I figured out deploying like that causes more problems than it solves. All I can think is that making the signal indistinguishable from the act itself is likely to have unexpected consequences. And, if people already can't fully collapse their tails, you can't expect them to then BE able to do that as part of a long slow shutdown either. As I see it, trying to do it that way just guarantees enough time to pitch almost anybody steeply headdown. I keep my deployment moves and specifically the wings-collapsed portion very quick for just that reason... to get the PC out before my Sbird's huge tail can pitch me over head-low, which it can do easily because collapsed or not, its still dominant over the armwings when both are collapsed at once.
-B

:) Hey, you gotta give it to me, I sounded pretty good there for a minute ah?

First, I think this is a very bad idea. Depending on the suit and pilot that "waveoff" you describe which is really just a deliberately prolonged pull causes far, far more unpredictability and instability than current methods do.

Second, making the act of signalling the pull the same as the pull itself is just nuts. If I saw that in the sky after being told "now we signal this way" I wouldn't know if they were just freaking out and pulling in my face unexpectedly, or if they were trying to pull and couldn't find the hackey, or just folding their wings to dive to a lower level, or just signalling, or what? Theres no sequencing or communication of timing with that... all I'd know if I see that is that maybe there will be a pilot chute in my face any second. A heelclick signal unmistakably says "This is stage1 deployment warning. There will be a brief delay and the next act will be a standard deployment initiation."

Nobody does the visibly deliberate double/triple heelclick UNLESS they're about to deploy which is the POINT. People fold their wings and go back to some variant of nonwinged freefall for all KINDS of reasons so making the signal something easily mistaken for a dozen other events or motions makes NO sense at ALL. You come off as if you think the either/or idea makes it a good idea...the whole point of having one universal pull gesture is that it is specific, it and only it says one particular thing, the LAST thing we need is to make it a multiple-choice guessing game! "Is that a maneuver? a pull? a signal? a stuck pilot chute? WTF?"

You want to take a simple, effective, universally known procedure and make it confusing and uncertain and easily mistaken for a double dozen other possible events right at the part of the skydive where we can least afford to introduce any more of such elements already...WHY!?

Third, even the tightest armwings are easily collapsed. The tightest tailwings are not. A normal pull, whether you succeed in totally collapsing the tail or not, is, properly executed, so brief that the movement doesn't trash your flight attitude -too- badly. But there is an almost unavoidable element of imbalance in every pull move because the nature of the act means the armwings are almost always entirely collapsed but the tail is almost always at least partially -NOT- collapsed. Your proposal, combined with the large tails typical of modern suits, would guarantee an amazing epidemic of deployments executed by people entering steep headdown spirals or dives of some sort right at the moment of the throw.

Fourth, if there is any suit in existence capable of pressurizing so hard that waving off with the feet is "impossible to do" I have never heard of it. So far as I am aware there is no such thing and if there were it would be unflyably, uncontrollably rigid because nothing short of absolute body-cast rigidity could make a waveoff "impossible to do". If "difficult to wave off" is an objection to the suit, you have no business flying that suit. You could jam a leaf blower in my Sbird's inlets on the ground with the airlocks closed, inflate the sucker to 25 PSI and you STILL could not prevent me from making enough of an absolutely unmistakable "close/open 3X" movement that anyone seeing it in flight would know in an instant that THAT was an unmistakable imminent pull signal and NOTHING else. Even if I don't squeeze the air out of it, the wing will buckle and fold in half anyway.

I could keep going because there are about 900 other reasons why this may be the worst idea I've heard in years but I'm sure others will pop up to mercy-kill this suggestion far more thoroughly and eloquently than I have. This idea desperately needs to be taken out back and shot. Preferably before it breeds.

Hey, you asked.
-B

*Applauds* *howls*

Well, the CRW forum is up -there- somewhere this is wingsuitland. Silly me, thinking you were talking wingsuits here. My bad, carry on.

VBoy, if your freebag winds up in that lake, check your navigation cause you weren't gonna make the DZ anyway.

We had a chop once at Pepperell who managed to drop their freebag on the deck at Manifest right in front of the door. Now THATS spotting!

Wish I could make this event, maybe next time...
-B

Chuck, if he's got the maximum flare ninja move dialed in the same way I know it myself, I'd put money on him pulling it off clean. I've been taking parallel line potshots at canopies from a few hundred feet away for years now and especially arriving from a heavy dive, in an S-Bird its not hard to achieve a 0-5mph descent rate relativity to the canopy. I've nailed it perfect and flown past canopies losing zero altitude relative to them and only starting to drop again when I burn off too much speed about 1000 feet past. If he does that same move 20 feet up and then balls up before he runs out of runway he lives.

Those speeds he's claiming are accurate. I can do em myself on demand with a flysight on my head to back it up and get exactly as much speed as I want or set the speed/duration tradeoff whereever I want it. I worked on this prior to competing in Wings Over Gransee last year. In comp a 25 mph burn lasted 76 seconds and the trick was keeping the nose DOWN. I could have dialed it in much harder and done half that for 1/3 the time or 1/4 that for 1/8th the time or just plain zero for maybe 2, 3 seconds. He knows what he's doing and he's going to win.

And I've done a cardboard box landing myself, inadvertently from 30 feet up in a box warehouse in a bottling plant I used to work in. The column wall of boxes that went all the way to the ceiling which I was standing on collapsed under me, filled the aisle with boxes in between me and concrete, and then I landed on em. A jumbled pile of cardboard boxes full of empty 20 oz water bottles 6 feet deep and 15 feet wide on all sides filling the whole aisle made for a comfy and totally impact free landing. If it'd been 3-4 times as deep, even headfirst would have worked. I landed on my back leading with a relaxed curved spine and disappeared into the pile. The boxes and bottles within just went crunch and absorbed ALL the energy. That was a lethal drop onto what had been solid concrete 3 seconds before I got there and I didn't even get an abrasion. No bumps, no bruises, not even a sore spot. I walked away from that fall totally 100% unharmed. The guy working with me at the time thought he'd just seen me die. I popped out of the pile a moment later like it was nothing going "That was great! Lets do that again!" and the look on his face was priceless.
I bet he pulls it off. Unless he screws it up, he's going to walk away.
-B

My suggestion for you is, do a lot of things that involve static strain. Hold gallon jugs of water at arms length as long as you can... that sort of thing.

I build my "workout" into activities of daily living... carrying heavy things even when I have a cart or something with wheels. I lug my groceries out to the jeep the hard way, bags slung on partially outstretched arms.

When I started jumping I was a scrawny pencilneck. Now, I still weigh the same, but my neck's almost as wide around as my skull and I look like a slightly gaunt bleached-white Bruce Lee with my shirt off. Flying really hard does wonders for making us skinny guys look buff and it'll jack your strength/weight ratio through the ROOF.

After 9 years of this I can casually pick up half my own weight with one hand, and pick up and throw objects that weigh more than I do such as 4 and 6-cylinder engine blocks as big as a 4.0 liter Jeep engine, stripped to just the block, crank and head. (about 176 lb total) Not easy, or intelligent because I do not have the bodymass to back it up, but I can do it. At work when I get bored I've taken to amusing myself by slowly tying knots in the 3/4 inch thick footlong ingot bars of solid pure tin we have lying around. Forearm workout.

It took awhile of flying an S-bird before my own frame could take the kind of a beating it delivers all the way down, you're going to find an X2 to be even more savage than THAT. Take it easy and don't hesitate to pull high if you feel like you're getting tapped out. I've pushed it too far a few times and had a few moments of extreme alarm when I realized I was blazing through 2300 feet and my arm muscles were refusing to respond and obey my command to pull. I was stuck in half-flight and couldn't move, all I could get out of my arms was a quivering action like a stalled electric motor cause I'd pushed it to actual muscle failure.

Finally half-rolled right to help flop my destroyed arm toward the handle, got a grip, tried to pull and failed because I had no strength left to tug on the handle, could barely grip it, then kept the grip and deliberately went limp, causing the wing to open and more or less pull FOR me...then when I knew the PC was at least out of the pouch I just let go of everything, flopped asymmetrically to the side to get clean air at my back and hoped for the best.

Since then I've learned where my limits are and if I've overdone it I'll pull a bit high while I still can. Being even lighter than I, you'll have even less reserves so be careful ok?
-B

You rang?

I think this is awesome.
The kid that marches to his own drum now will make his world the way he wants it when he's older.
Unless the spirit gets beaten out of him he's fated to -not- be your typical "sheep" anonymous boring person.

Probably also means kid is smart enough to know when he's being bullshitted... or will soon. I was "oppositionally defiant" all through school. I was aware, then, that many teachers were, deep inside, petty little martinets that get off on trying to take energetic kids, crush down that energy and force them to march in neat little lines. I understood early, that most of the rules imposed on kids have no other purpose than to have rules to make the kid follow purely for the supposedly educational benefit of making a kid follow rules... a stupidity that enraged me back then and still does.

I remember a French teacher... took it upon himself to stand at a hallway intersection and be a human traffic light. Being a speedy little thing I used to tear ass around the corner, cutting the corner to the inside if the hallway was empty. This prick would stop me, or try to, and force me to walk around him, walk the outside radius of that corner. He had some notion that the hallway was supposed to have lanes, like a highway, whether there was anyone there or not, and that kids should adhere to these invisible nonexistent lanes. My cutting the corner at that intersection, especially while running, violated that. Ooh, oh no, a running kid, might bump into somebody.

This guy would stop me and try to make me -walk- and insist that no, I must slowly and deliberately walk the outside of that corner like it was a ritual procession because he says so. Frustrated, I was like "Why?" he says "Its the principle of the thing." I was like "What "Principle" Principle of WHAT, exactly?" And of course like all who think rules for their own sake are self-justified, he could not or would not actually give a straight answer. Instead the response would boil down to "Stop questioning and just Obey. The purpose is to make you Obey so you learn to Obey." This serves no function except to piss off kids who just wanna pass through without being hassled. I reached the conclusion that the man was a fucking idiot and derived great pleasure from frustrating him, turning the tables, duck past behind him, on the inside, while he's hassling someone else, and let him see me after I was too far down the hall to bother trying to catch. Once or twice he even came after me, his only purpose to bring me back to that spot and march me through the wider radius of the corner as if he thought I were a trained animal that would stick to that path if he made me walk it enough times.

That same defiance served me very well in the real world... when things went to hell, job loss, car dies in the middle of the desert, whatever, that impudent defiance and habit of finding my own way of handling things they failed to beat outta me would cause me to be like "Oh hell no fuck you I ain't giving up THAT easy" and I'd find a way to win... get the next job, fix the car, whatever the challenge may be.

Be ready to explain any rules to this kid to the kid's satisfaction in as much detail as the kid needs... and your answers better be good and actually make sense or the kids gonna call you on it and/or ignore it with the contempt of a kid who knows he's smarter than the grownups making and enforcing those rules. And if those rules do not in fact have a logical, sensible and effective reason for existence, the kid will be right. And worse... he'll KNOW he's right...which is why he won't obey.

You absolutely can NOT tame or control a kid like that and forcing him to jump through hoops for the sake of learning to jump through hoops on command will only make it worse... kid will obey alright, with a smirk of contempt on his face and he will be plotting some way to get a dig in later as payback. Specifically to make you feel the same frustration you made HIM feel. And the kid will gain enormous satisfaction from forcing you to feel that frustration.

Ask me how I know this... I was so successful at it that I am told my 3rd grade teacher quit...retired...because of ME.
You can't force discipline on a kid like that, best you can do is teach the kid how and why it is necessary that he learn to discipline and control himself. Teach the kid to keep the defiance, channel it in a useful direction and add self control, he'll be unstoppable and all life's slings and arrows'll just bounce right off him.

If I ever have a kid of my own I look forward to having the little tyke challenge me. Because for that kid, I will remember how I saw things then, and I'll treat him as I wish adults had treated me when I was small... like a human being with a mind of his own. The few who DID treat me with that respect, were unforgettable and they were the teachers that made all the difference to me.
-B

What he said.
Wingsuiting is complex enough there's just no need to stack the odds against yourself trying to combine it with swooping. The same thing that makes a canopy swoopy makes it a REAL fun ride when it twists up on you and you've got your arms and legs tied.

I'm a total wuss when it comes to canopy risk and after thousands of wingsuit jumps I still stick with Sabre 135's of various vintages. Docile enough that its landable and tame even with a step-through...

And I can swoop em just fine. No they're not exactly a hot swoop ride but a decent pilot can swoop anything and just so long as you limit your expectations, a Sabre at 1.3 swoops fine. Not far, but fine...

(and you might wanna consider this carefully)

... which is perfect for when you land out in a tight spot where dodging trees and goalposts created a partial swoop anyway and what you really want is a canopy you can STOP when you want it to. One thing about Sabres, any vintage... you stand on the brakes, they stop. They've got buckets of Stop. Oodles and oodles of it, and I love it.

I dunno about Storms, never flew one, but I wouldn't be picking my loading based on how well it goes, I pick mine rather by how well it stops. First and foremost a parachute is a braking device, people tend to forget that.
-B

I used to thrive on the most intense stimuli I could find and before wingsuit night jumps, pits were it for me.

Much like skydiving you gotta be 360 degrees aware and expect to get coshed in the head by guys 3 times your size at random every 5 seconds. For me the fun was in the challenge of being in the center of such a contained riot and walking out without a scratch, but I did tend to take quite a thumping.

My first ICP show the first casualty happened right in front of me inside of the first two seconds, guy got an elbow to the eye and hit the concrete like a sack of whatever. Being a wicked light guy I tended to be safer airborne... agility protected me from injury and people tended to send me back up a lot.

In the depths of the pit I'd get ricochet effect... get hit and propelled across a clear area, crash into big guy, big guy swats me, gets propelled across gap into somebody else, repeat until I crash into something that doesn't kick me across the pit like a pinball. Climb crowd like tree if you go down cause if you go down long you ain't gettin' up.

Seen some neat stuff in a pit. Saw somebody'd been foolish enough to bring a 5 year old boy into the middle of it. Violent chaos on all sides, and the inhabitants of the pit were most carefully passing the kid overhead, hand to hand and nobody would touch whoever was holding up the kid or anyone close to him. Kid, wide eyed and totally overwhelmed had a smooth, unjostled ride through the pit where a Ming vase would be dust in seconds.

Also saw a security guy dumb enough to enter a 200+ foot-wide pit at a NIN show in The Worcester Centrum, late 90's. Big, big place. Half the floor of the place was one big pit. Security guys were easy to see from the stands by their bright turquoise shirts.

The NIN show was the most spectacularly violent expression of crowd emotion I ever saw and some security guy went after somebody, into it.

Near as I can tell they ate him.

The security guy vanished in a 20 foot wide mass of chaos, after awhile his bright turquoise security shirt appeared among the beach balls, balloons hats and other assorted garments being tossed around the pit like the drops of water above a boiling pot. You'd see it pop ten feet into the air above the crowd, float down in an arc to somewhere, pop back into the air, go somewhere else. The shirt travelled around the pit with the beach balls for quite some time as a trophy. I never spotted the security guy again. Damn good pit.
-B

Wuss.
In the words of Kid Rock, "Get in the pit and try to love someone!" Haven't been much for pits since I started skydiving, but I used to be one of the people you'd see crowdsurfing in the middle of the melee. My signature pit outfit was boots, jeans and the same hard leather biker jacket I later made into a wingsuit.

The key to surviving a good crowd surf is to expect the crowd to suddenly part under your head neck and upper torso at any moment and be prepared to do a fast backflip and land on your feet or you'll connect with the concrete from six feet up with the back of your head.

I don't go to shows anymore ever since attending public events began to resemble trying to clear airport security. Until the day the Constitution is ever -actually- reinstated and I don't have to deal with wannabe TSA agents at the door pretending a pocketknife a pack of butts and a belt buckle constitute a threat, I will stay home.

As for social entropy, I'd argue its the reason half the nation is unemployed while our government fiddles the figures makes happytalk and pretends its not, while endlessly trying to figure out more efficient ways to mine the population for whatever money they may have left. "Oh, you can't spend money on luxuries like insurance because theres just no money left? Then we'll just MAKE you. Presenting...Obamacare! Congratulations, you are now the property of the insurance companies that paid for my election! Hooray for freedom! Whoopee!"

For concrete examples see Detroit, or perhaps Camden, NJ. Or, for that matter, any half-abandoned industrial park nationwide. They're everywhere.
-B

Then you have my immediate apologies.
I stand corrected. You are not mold. You are somebody trying to help someone you care about.

If I might suggest, putting up some sort of story, info or detail might help your cause. The way your initial post presented itself bore a certain resemblance to a number of standard internet nuisance scams. Enough so that after looking at your post for awhile I figured I was looking at somebody scambombing the forum. Happens on Facebook and anywhere else people can post things from time to time. It might also be why the post attracted so few responses. It may have looked that way to others.

Obviously I thought wrong. Please excuse my ill manners, best of health to you and Scambo. Good luck.
-B

I wouldn't bother with following the link. Everything about this screams Yet Another Stupid Nigerian Internet Scam. Random individual referring to us as "you skydivers", obviously not one, and puts up a link to some place asking for money.

These are the same morons who fill the comments sections of news websites with cut and pastes telling you all about buying viagra and housewares from buybuybuyrightnowwhilewestealurcreditcard.com.

The mold of the internet, accumulates in cruddy places.
-B

I use the variable airlocks as a kind of booster, makes it easier to maintain a low fallrate if I'm going for a long flight. For flocks I leave em open cause it makes the suit easier to fly dirty.

Pilot Chute technique: Practice this on the ground first.

Collapse all three wings for the pull

Touch your fingertips together behind your back

Bring your hands up so both sets of fingertips are now touching the BOC pouch

Separate your hands while dragging your fingertips across the BOC pouch. It will push any wing out of the way and put the handle into your fingers.

Practice this a lot on the ground... it works for getting around the wing and getting a clean grip on the handle with any suit.
-B

Would you please? Just be careful, ok? You're a cop, right? Or were? If you see some new guy around the precinct with big ears and a strangely flat affect who holds up a photo and asks you if "You've seen this boy", don't wait for the big guy in the leather jacket with the roses and the shotgun to show up, just run. If you DO see the big guy, go with him if you want to live. You'll recognize him, even with the shades he looks just like the former governor of California.

-B

Are you SURE about that? I could have sworn they were at least testing them at Groom lake, the stealth bombers we're now using to dispense the mind control drugs were reverse engineered from the wreckage. I know this for a fact, its all concealed in the hidden code numbers in the KJV bible which is god's WORD, the velvet jesus on my TV told me so, and my personal relationship with our LORD and Savior proves it! He comes as a thief in the night, Star Wormwood is ascendant, the rock will not hide thee, the dead tree gives no shelter! The horsemen approach and the rapture is imminent! THATS why I'm installing a sunroof in my jeep, just in case.
-B

Well, you gotta give me credit, that was pretty good! I managed to reference pretty much every major flavor of whacko known to man in just one post. I wanted to work in the Intelligent Design people and a little more about the end of days evangelists and Raptures and whatnots but it was getting too tangled and risked becoming just a linked list of wackiness. Its gotta have a narrative flow of a sort so I had to leave some of the good stuff out.

Fuck, I forgot about time travel and the Amish.

Ok let me get this straight, you say you were once fired upon, by an Irani/North Korean orbital weapons platform, in hawaii?
What kind of orbital weapon we talking about here... Railgun? Particle projection cannon? Ion chem laser? Mass driver? Vorlon Planet Killer?

How come we didn't see them building and launching this thing? I mean, obviously it was designed by the secret committee of german rocket scientists that escaped Operation Paperclip with covert assistance from Von Braun guided by Hitler from his secret bunker in Antarctica till his real death of adamantium poisoning by Mossad agents at the end of the Occult Wars in '58, but how did the Illuminati keep it off the Pentagon's mind scanners?

Now, I'm sure the NWO got the Rothschilds to fund the North Korean underground complex located directly beneath the weather station on the summit of Mount Washington, deep in the dark, mysterious hills of New Hampshire where the intersection of geomagnetic ley lines permits extraordinary antimatter generation rates in the secret technology factories staffed entirely by Lemurian slaves and the genetically altered drone children harvested from neighborhoods around middle america once the fluoridated water and hormone treatments administered via Chemtrails have taken effect, but the wealth of the combined Jewish Conspiracy wouldn't be enough.
No.
I think they bought off the Fed with assistance rendered by the Catholic Church probably in the form of gold laundered by the cartels from taxes collected in Atlantis. Thats why they sunk it. We thought it was nuclear testing. We thought wrong. Isn't it obvious? The public's known about all of this since Roswell but the government successfully misdirected any investigation by leaking the existence of Area 51 and then distracting the entire population with Godzilla movies produced by the enslaved Japanese film industry. Its the real reason we conquered Japan in the first place. They INVENTED the subliminals built into every RFID chip. You've got one in your wallet right now, in your body as well if you've ever had any surgery and they're administering them to your children in vaccinations. Its too late for them already. They'll be collected soon.

These people have mind-illusion projectors in every major city, thats what those Naval Ultralow frequency earth-wave facilities were all about! Its in ALL the advertising. If you haven't got the special glasses, you'll NEVER see it.

Look to the skies. Its all there. When the next conjunction comes and Mars, Jupiter, Pluto and Zodiac come into alignment, the earthquakes will start, the FBI will broadcast the secret signal, the FEMA camps will open and the final tribulation will begin.
Smash your cellphone. Have your fillings replaced in a third world country out of reach of Big Pharma or they'll just put new transmitters in. Run your food through a triangular colloidal silver purifier. It gets the nanotechnological tracking bugs out.
Grab your guns, beer and dog food. A truckload of tinfoil and a shovel wouldn't hurt. Start digging. When the auroras begin and the moon turns to blood, you know what to do.
By the time you read this they will have disappeared me already, but somebody had to get the warning out. I gladly sacrifice my mind and future to save us all.
Signed,
Agent Zero

I just now got around to reading the end of this thread.
Holy Crap!!! 5 10, 135 EXIT weight?

First, um, yeah. Keep the P2. Or get another. You're going to need it. There is no, frakking, WAY you'll be able to fly the X in a flock unless the flock is made up exclusively of birds capable of 4 minutes or better. I don't think theres ten of us in the world yet.

As it is the V4 is going to be too much suit for many of your needs. Get used to flying scrunched up. And enjoy the PHENOMENAL catapult effect you'll get when you open up at the end of a flock and engage the other 90% of the suit you weren't using.

Never thought I'd be jealous, but if you can pack enough lean muscle to handle that suit onto that frame of yours you'll be untouchable.
Good luck, let us know how it works out for ya, you may become the first bird I've heard of to sustain 15mph the whole damn ride. Your muscles will be your limiting factor but you'll be in the 4:00 to 4:30 range. Maybe a bit further.
-B

Hey Ross
Keith and I have been having a detailed pm discussion about gear and technique. He's not even flying the X. Hasn't received it yet. So I gotta give him credit for seeking to resolve the problem and letting us know about it before taking it up another notch...problem arose from scale of his R-bird and the fact that nobody'd shared some of the tricks of the trade with him. Theres a bit of a hole in wingsuit community technical education here, guy can't ask for the technical knowledge if he doesn't know it exists. And frankly I gotta admit "doing your homework" isn't as easy as it used to be what with the scale of suits available these days.

When I started you didn't need all that much tech knowledge to fly a GTI and you could get away with a lot. Same no longer true of some of the bigger suits where things like pull technique get a bit more complicated. There really isn't all that much comparative info to look up to tell a guy to expect things like pull problems and how to tune them out for bigger suits. Especially as he flew a smaller suit with no issues.
I've given him an upgraded pull procedure and some gear mods to get and explained both... think he'll make out alright. Maybe I'll do an article on wingsuit deployment physics, thinking the community might have a need for it after this.
-B

Well, it took me somewhere around 50 jumps. I remember sitting staring out the window on the ride up at #50 thinking this was weird, because I was still excited as hell but the unpleasant "panic attack" sensation was finally, at last going away a little more with every jump. Soon after it was gone entirely and then my career REALLY took off.

I still get some brief butterflies sometimes especially when its been a few months, but those are just flavor, I like em, thrive on em, they add spice, reminds me this is fun but still dangerous as all hell so stay sharp, because although I've become so at home up there I actually feel quite secure in flight, the sky hasn't gotten any less dangerous. Its like "Oh yeah, now I'm back in the REAL world where everything I do actually matters."
After awhile you can get the butterflies to fly in formation and its all good. Been at this for a fair long time now and the exhilaration has NEVER worn off. Keep your sense of fun and excitement, and it never will.
10 years, 2700 jumps, and I'm still doing Happydance in the plane on the ride up. Keep the right attitude and you get to look forward to an entire lifetime of this much fun. To quote Bodhi, "Other people snort for it, jab a vein for it, all you gotta do is jump..."
-B

Hey Duck...
I just stumbled on your cartoons. Absolutely, awesome. Funny, funny stuff. A most epic depiction of learning to jump. Love it.
I read em all and wait for more.
You picked a good place, I've been to Elsinore a buncha times for wingsuit stuff and if I was going to relocate west, I think I'd wind up there.
Have fun and congrats, believe it or not someday soon you'll be dropping out the door like you were born to it without a second thought.
-B