1980 Nationals

[Bob_Church 7]

Anyone else make it to the 1980 Nationals in Richmond? I just found this memory jogger.

[DanG 1]

You really should be posting these in Bonfire. You'll probably get more responses there, too.

- Dan G

[PhreeZone 20]

Or in the History forum

Yesterday is history
And tomorrow is a mystery

Parachutemanuals.com

[ryoder 1,590]

I just checked the old log books, and one of them tells me I was there, and made some DC-3 jumps.

Was that the year Pat Works was in that bad traffic accident?

"There are only three things of value: younger women, faster airplanes, and bigger crocodiles" - Arthur Jones.

[Bob_Church 7]

ryoder

I just checked the old log books, and one of them tells me I was there, and made some DC-3 jumps.

Was that the year Pat Works was in that bad traffic accident?

That's the one, he was in a van that went into a ditch.

[ryoder 1,590]

Bob_Church

***I just checked the old log books, and one of them tells me I was there, and made some DC-3 jumps.

Was that the year Pat Works was in that bad traffic accident?

That's the one, he was in a van that went into a ditch.

I made a quick run into town for something, and got stuck in the traffic jam on the way back to the airport, caused by the accident.

"There are only three things of value: younger women, faster airplanes, and bigger crocodiles" - Arthur Jones.

[Bob_Church 7]

ryoder

******I just checked the old log books, and one of them tells me I was there, and made some DC-3 jumps.

Was that the year Pat Works was in that bad traffic accident?

That's the one, he was in a van that went into a ditch.

I made a quick run into town for something, and got stuck in the traffic jam on the way back to the airport, caused by the accident.

The last load was from the Coca Cola DC-3 into Joe Svec's party in Richmond as it headed home. I landed out, being under a PC plus not knowing where he lived and had one of my stranger experiences. I guess it's because there's so much aviation, including skydiving, in that area but no body seemed to care that a guy with a paracommander over one shoulder and helmet held under his arm was walking down he sidewalk in the late afternoon in a quiet neighborhood. Kids would ride by on their bikes and say hi but not even stop, and it was the same from older couples sitting on their porch swings. It was like that Twilight Episode where astronauts land on a simulated Earth where no-one acts like this is unusual. I'm wondering when they're going to turn into what they really are and eat me. And I had no idea what to do. This boogie was my first time jumping without the group I always jumped with, I started the week as a novice. My wife, she's in the picture, would know I was out there but not where but then of course I saw that big black car looking for me and the other out, a young woman who was also under a PC.
It was quite a week for a novice skydiver.