Jumped out of another plane.
It was actually the same plane, but you get the idea.
The first time? Your brain is micro-memorizing things, and you do stuff wrong.
The second time, you have your little list of ‘to-do’ and your brain has something other than panic to work with.
This time went a lot faster, I can tell you.
But I did steer better. Though I might have steered us toward some of the other skydivers. The guys in charge won’t tell you, but my instructor dude (Christian Young, this time) sure made a yelp and steered us around again when I suddenly made a hard left that one time, and my uncle passed through my wake, apparently. Never knew parachutes caused much of a a wake, one way or the other. How about that.
Greg, I know you. You would never kick girl puppies blind. You’d at least open your eyes. Or whatever. Can I have a cat hat?
Kicking blind girl’s puppies. How low can he go?
I know it’s Paste. I know this is temporary. But still, I am starting to dislike Paste again.
I blame you, Greg – you involve us too much in the storyline! 😉
? I … blame … Greg
He’s an e—–vil sort.
His hearts too small
His shoes too tight
My song don’t rhyme.
Parachutes have their own ways to wake you up and see the world differently for sure.
and Goddess…that guy is selling his mind AND soul for a HAT! COME ON! Honestly I would never do that also because I am not a fan of ‘orange colours’
Paste knows the game, knows his limits and where he can push them. He might just make it!
Now.. Jumping out of an airplane.. gotta say.. haven’t done.. Jumping out of a Helocopter, with a full pack and just a rope to stop that sudden deceleration.. T’was fun!
Ummm. Is the big orange blob on the left of frame 2 Lowell? Or is the young man in the red pullover who is interacting with Paste another Lowell? (Lookin’ at the tags here.)
Greg,
You know how they say “Geronimooooo” when they jump out of a plane? Well, what they should be saying is “OhHellNoooooo!”
You did it TWICE?!!!
Odd. Now that you’ve said it, “Geronimo” IS what I was taught people said when leaping from airplanes. Turns out, though, you’d have to yell it BEFORE you leap, because the second you clear the door, there’s not a chance in hell of saying anything at all, what with the hurricane force winds plowing down your throat if you open your mouth.
SITTING BULL!!!
Paste is kinda scary. I mean, he seems like a nerfy lil pita but then under that lazy useless exterior is this brain… Eyah, I’d watch my back too.
My thoughts on jumping out of perfectly good airplanes… No. Just no. But then I wouldn’t go up in one to begin with. Man made stuff… Nuh uh. I’m the daughter of an engineer… I know humans don’t build things worth a tinker’s damn.
You’ve got to have brass ones to jump out of a plane. Every time I think about it, I just shrink away because the height freaks me out.
Nah. Everyone’s different. Turns out, I can leap from a plane without freaking out. There’s likely a dozen things you can do that’d mess me up completely. The first time I jumped, it was partly just the curiosity to discover whether or not I was even capable of such a thing. The second time was because my uncle asked if I’d like to go again, and I enjoy adventures with my uncle, and because there were a few things I didn’t do right the first time and I was curious if I could correct those.
Hah true. Just jumping out of plane. Parasailing is the highest I’ve been and even over water I felt like I was going to splat. Terrestrial and aquatic, I’m good. Free falling not so much.
Still the wake from parachutes is new/interesting. Is there a hole at the top of the parachute? (likely, small hole). That *could* become a jet/concentrator of sorts.
I need to hunt down a photo. I’m not jumping, just to find out!!
I could sell out for a hat and find someplace to hide it later. Heck always need one to try to corral the hair when working under greasy vehicles doing dirty things…
Fine with jumping out of perfectly good airplanes, or off cliffs with a contraption of various lightweight things and hoping the wind stays going. Yeah I’m weird like that. I also have a few scars and such STRAIGHT teeth (what’s left of them) to show I occasionally lose and gravity wins… [it just stinks when it’s 30-40 years later and that stuff decides to come back and haunt you-like it did last night and today. Oh well]