One of the requirements for an A license is that you must be able to pack a parachute. No big deal, I signed up for a packing class- $50. Nice.
Okay this class was HELL. You learn to pack by trying repeatedly ALL DAY LONG until you get it completely right without any help, THEN you jump the damn thing! No room for cutting corners here, you will jump what you pack in order to pass the class.
We started at 10:30. If you have never atempted to pack a parachute.. Don't! They have a mind of their own and do not cooperate at all. How would you like to be folded up and shoved into a bag?
So, the other student finished his pack job around 2:30 and jumped it. I was nowhere close to getting it. At just after 5 I managed to complete a full pack job successfully, catch the last flight of the day, and whine about my poor stubby little fingers to anyone willing to listen.
In retrospect I'm very happy I tackled this class and even though packing isn't something I am very good at I do look forward to doing it more often and getting better.
Friday, December 7, 2007
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