Daring, although I've never done it. I did skydive so I can attest to the stupidity (to me anyway) of blowing up your main. Never had to cutaway, but was trained and prepared if I did have to.
I did skydive
Loved it. Did all of mine between '75 and '76. But I was just out of college, in an entry level position, and it was draining my bank account. But I was living the bachelor dream, lived in a house with two other jumpers. I had the whole upstairs to myself, Carl the owner had the first floor, and my good friend Mark had the basement. Good times.Did'ja like it? I did a lot of that in the late 70s through mid 80s.
Loved it. Did all of mine between '75 and '76. But I was just out of college, in an entry level position, and it was draining my bank account. But I was living the bachelor dream, lived in a house with two other jumpers. I had the whole upstairs to myself, Carl the owner had the first floor, and my good friend Mark had the basement. Good times.
My entry level position was in my job. My skydiving was all sport jump, paid for out-of-pocket.Hey -- I , too, started @ an entry-level position... entering several foreign states (usually in the darkness) over the next decade, lol.
Man, @ times I miss those days and @ times I wish I could forget 'em altogether.