The Cessna 182 was still having mechanical problems so we were able to arrange for the last jump of the day to be a "Hop and Pop" from the King Air at about 4,000 ft. What a completely different feeling that was, jumping from the altitude that I normally deploy my chute at. I was a little flustered as I jumped and I allowed the relative wind to hit me and flip me onto my back. Woops! I took a deep breath and arched hard and as I flipped onto my belly I reached back and pitched my pilot chute. I looked up above my head and watched the Sabre 190 flutter and snivel as it finally opened about 5 seconds after initial deployment. I had not yet reached terminal velocity so the canopy didn't open with near the force that it does in a full terminal deployment. Finally, the moment I had been waiting for for so long was here. I landed with a huge smile and made the short treck back to the hangar. I watched and tried to hold back my elation as the DZM signed off the last items on my proficiency card, stamped it with a big USPA A License stamp, and then turned to me and planted that same stamp right square in the middle of my forehead! The announcement came over the dropzone's P.A. System that I had just received my A license and everybody in the hangar sang me a "Him!" If you don't know what that is, you'll have to get out to the dropzone and go through this incredible process and find out for yourself! :-D I don't think I had slept as well as I did that night in years. It marks an achievement that I have been looking forward to for so long and it also begins the next chapter in my skydiving adventures. It has only just begun...
Adventures of a Skydiver
Welcome to Adventures of a Skydiver. It is my hope to give good, positive exposure to the incredible world of skydiving for those of you who have never jumped. For those of you who are frequent flyers, I hope to share some laughs and some great stories that you're all too familiar with if you've ever spent more than a day at a dropzone! Enjoy and please add comments!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The Long Awaited A License!
The Cessna 182 was still having mechanical problems so we were able to arrange for the last jump of the day to be a "Hop and Pop" from the King Air at about 4,000 ft. What a completely different feeling that was, jumping from the altitude that I normally deploy my chute at. I was a little flustered as I jumped and I allowed the relative wind to hit me and flip me onto my back. Woops! I took a deep breath and arched hard and as I flipped onto my belly I reached back and pitched my pilot chute. I looked up above my head and watched the Sabre 190 flutter and snivel as it finally opened about 5 seconds after initial deployment. I had not yet reached terminal velocity so the canopy didn't open with near the force that it does in a full terminal deployment. Finally, the moment I had been waiting for for so long was here. I landed with a huge smile and made the short treck back to the hangar. I watched and tried to hold back my elation as the DZM signed off the last items on my proficiency card, stamped it with a big USPA A License stamp, and then turned to me and planted that same stamp right square in the middle of my forehead! The announcement came over the dropzone's P.A. System that I had just received my A license and everybody in the hangar sang me a "Him!" If you don't know what that is, you'll have to get out to the dropzone and go through this incredible process and find out for yourself! :-D I don't think I had slept as well as I did that night in years. It marks an achievement that I have been looking forward to for so long and it also begins the next chapter in my skydiving adventures. It has only just begun...
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Introduction - So it begins
Greetings to land-lovers and Sky Gods alike. In 2008 I began a journey that would forever change my life (and admittedly the lives of my family). In late August I received a text message from a dear friend inviting me to share in the upcoming celebration of her birth. The destination, Skydive Utah in Erda, Utah. I figured why not? Ya only live once. Little did I know that the day of my tandem 1 would mark the beginning of the most incredible (and expensive) journey of my life. I don't remember much about that first jump other than the absolute thrill of freefall and the sense of amazement I felt at the combination of peace and excitement of the overwhelming power of the relative wind in my face as the ground rushed up at me at 120mph. As the main canopy deployed and I was quickly flipped upright in the harness, the flood of dopamine in my brain left me flying high long after my feet had once again been planted on terra firma. I was hooked. From the minute I was able to think clearly again, I knew that I would be a skydiver! The road through AFF training took what seemed like forever and certainly wasn't cheap but was a fantastic adventure. Unfortunately, due to the fact that I wasn't able to do my second tandem until halfway through October, I couldn't begin AFF until 2009. Shortly after I graduated from AFF I began dealing with some health issues that presented some difficulty in finding a diagnosis. At my doctor's request, I didn't jump again until I had a diagnosis (Fibromyalgia) which unfortunately wasn't until the 09 season had ended. 2010 has been great so far and despite the fact that I started down this road almost two years ago, I am only up to 25 jumps and and climbing weekly. And that leads us to where we are now. Now that you're up to speed, I look forward to sharing my next adventure with you. Welcome to my world!