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skybill 22
III%,
Deli-out
Gary would often come to Ontario and make demos with me and I would go to Greensprings Ohio and make demos with him.
I hadnt seen Gary for 30 years (1974) and when I visited him in May, he told me he had had both hips replaced "twice". This was the result of a demo back in the mid 1970s. He is now in constant pain and waddles like a wounded duck when he walks.
It was a local jump in the Greensprings area, and he had a main chute malfunction.
He quickly cutaway, and pulled his front mount reserve chute, and it stayed in the pack.
Gary drove it with his fist, and it came out somewhat reluctantly, but the canopy although it was a streamer behind him, refuse to inflate.
He grabbed the lines and shook them, and the reserve finally opened close to the ground, and began to osscillate wildly.
Gary hit the pavement flat on his back, and was hurting badly.
He later made a few more jumps, before finding out he had cracked his pelvis, and for some medical reason, the blood flow wasnt getting to the hurt spot, so it wasnt healing as it should have.
When I was at SGC, I met a mutual friend, Paul Nineinger, a man now 68 yrs old. He and I sat on the porch of SGC and we were discussing Gary's malfunction, and Paul told me that Gary had left out one key factor when he related the story to me.
A few days before Gary made the jump and had to use his reserve, he had made another jump, and landed in some water.
Being as it was February, his reserve was frozen shut, and that was the reason both the container and the canopy refused to open when he cutaway a few days later.
When Paul told me this truth, I laughed for a week, and vowed to visit Gary again and kick his butt for using a frozen reserve.
On a night jump many years ago, one of those nights with no moon, and no light from any other source, Gary jumped carrying a flare inside his jumpsuit which he intened to light after opening, and let hang on a 15 foot line below him when under the canopy. This would give him some light as he approached the ground.
. Since the night sky was as black as the insides of a bruised crow, Gary couldnt see his instruments, so guessed he had fallen long enough and opened his chute.
He pulled the flare from his jumpsuit, and struck the ignitor, and the flare burst into a red glow. Gary threw it hard beneath him, and the flare bounced of the ground, just as he hit the earth himself.
Close....but close dont count.
QuoteSince the night sky was as black as the insides of a bruised crow,
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Bill...I so badly want to ask just
HOW you know what the inside....
Never mind!
~ If you choke a Smurf, what color does it turn? ~
Z-Hills, circa late 1973, 4 man RW jump from a 182. Jim Thrasher is flying, don't remember the other three jumpers, but I was on the jump. We're on jump run, I get out and hang from the strut with just my toes on the step. Two jumpers on the step, one poised in the door. We start the count, 3, 2,... right about there Jim yells "have a good jump!" Or.. that's what I thought I heard... 1, go! I let go and immediately go face down and look right into the eyes of two guys looking right back up at us from within a twin (something fairly small) about 30 feet below us. They were about 50 feet below the jump plane going in the opposite direction. Jim was yelling "Don't jump!" as loud as he could. Oh well, we missed them, but not by much. Somewhere on an aircraft forum, some old timer pilot is leaving a message about the time some skydivers almost dropped into his plane.....
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Roger "Ramjet" Clark
FB# 271, SCR 3245, SCS 1519
Indeed best thread ever!!!!
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skybill 22
You really have to see the video!!!!!!!!
After it rains, if you walk out to just past the end of the asphalt where 57U burned you may still find pieces of the melted aluminum in the dirt. Kick around, you'll find something. Then look down the runway to the south. If we had gotten off the ground before the engine blew, ...............??????
III%,
Deli-out
QuoteEveryone keeps their cool and Al Krueger is by the door taking charge saying, "You out, you out, you out...) came my turn, I was gone
Bill,
That was Chet Bennett at the door.
Sparky
skybill 22
I stand corrected. Things were sure happening fast for those few seconds! Thanks again to "Bad man Bennet!!"
III%,
Deli-out
When you going to make it out to the west coast.
Sparky
Skydiving gave me a reason to live
I'm not afraid of what I'll miss when I die...I'm afraid of what I'll miss as I live
D-12855
skybill 22
Funny about Loadstalls, they have problems on the ground as well as in the air!!!! Drag your brain back to the SCR Stumbles, Elsinore, Labor Day Weekend '75. Besides the Beeches and Howards in attendance, someone brought in a "Loadstall!!" I think it was Larson and Schaffer's from Casa Grande (anyone remember for sure who???) Anyway, we're having fun at the Stumbles and there is a wind change now "to the lake" so the airplanes taxi down to the far end and takeoff toward the hanger!! 'Twas fun, people would get in the middle of the "approach" between the hanger and the ghetto cheering as the planes tookoff and passed overhead!!! I was hanging out at the old covered packing tables talking to Chuck Knight and his girlfriend Cissy when the Loadstall comes by the gaspumps at high speed, brakes screeching and smoking, people scattering out of its' way and comes to a stop just inches from the chain fence!!!! The jumpers in the plane make a mad dash exit "And Do A Ground Star!!!" Pandemonium insues and the Loadstall is the center of attention!! On takeoff run (lake to hanger) at about Vmc (the speed at which the aircraft is suppose to fly with the {critical} engine out!!)[yeah right!!] the Loadstall blew a jug "just" before liftoff or thereabouts!!!!!! The pilots did a great job stopping the plane and thank the almighty nobody got hurt!!! The Reaper swung hard on that one!! Or was it only a practice swing?? That was the end of the Loadstall jumps for the Stumbles. I have some slides (35mm) I took right after the plane stopped. I'll try to get them scanned or whatever and post them. Any hot tips on how to repro slides to disc ??
III%,
Deli-out
Raistlin 0
Anyway, our DZO was asked to do a stunt for some show. The stunt was to imitate a helicopter emergency exit, the door is stuck, and he kind of knocks the door out with his legs, slides out with it for a few seconds standing on it (like skysurf), then breaks off and deploys. The door is basically a 6x6 (maybe less) feet sheet of metal.
Exit altitude was 7k. They modified it - gave it a 3-ring release so he could stand on it. The first take went uneventfully. They asked to do a second take. He kicked the door out, slided out with it, and could not release the door to get away from it (later found out his shin was somehow blocking the 3-ring - it doesn't take much pressure to hold it y'know)
He decides to throw his main which was a Velocity 84 (ack). The air bubble above is pretty big so first two tries the pilot chute would just fall back onto the door. The third time he threw it out really far and it deployed his x-brace, but gave him an awful spinning momentum, so he is now spinning really fast, and the Velo opened with about 5 twists. By this time the centrifugal force gives him a hard time cutting away - which he does - and pulling the reserve - which he doesn't.
He spun all the way to the ground on the door. The Cypres did not fire.
It was March. There was some snow on the ground still. He lived. He had a blue face and blue limbs from all the spinning, and internal injuries and broken bones, but he lived (in the end he had more injuries from spinning than the impact).
He still jumps, a living legend...
skypuppy 1
not to poke fun at or make trouble, I just think he did really well in a bad situation... My hat is off to him...
Bruce McConkey 'I thought we were gonna die, and I couldn't think of anyone
Raistlin 0
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Well,there I was skydiving hard...........
This happened at a Zhills meet in the late 70's (78?)
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My Zhills story~
It was a year or two before your's...
I went down to Florida from Illinois with a
bunch of club members for some mid-winter
jumping and consumption drills.
I didn't have a whole lot of jumps at the time,
and this was my first venture into BIG airplane
skydiving.
Gut gear..Bell helmet...faded Para-Gear jumpsuit,
looking around skydiving's Mecca...
~ I was a tad self conscious to say the least,
feeling WAY out of my element.
Staying both wide eyed and invisible,
I was the brunt way of too many jokes and good
natured kidding about my gear and experience...
Being the only guy on a round (Pap) I was
always first out of the DC3 in hopes of shortening
the walk back to the drop zone...
In the aeroplane on takeoff roll for yet another
60 second, 'one way' solo RW jump, I was looking
around at the guys close to me...thinking;
"Some Day....!"
The guy across from me, in the jumpsuit with the
Golden Knight and US Parachute Team patches,
taps on the altimeter / stopwatch plate affixed to
top of my reserve..and winks saying~
"At least you're always on time for lunch!"
...which brings quite a laugh from all on board
that were close enough to hear.
We're climbing through about 9 grand...
1/2 the guys are 'sleeping'... some talking,
some deciding if it's time yet to start getting
the rest of their gear on...
I'm staring at my GK tormentor thinking
to myself how if we were back in MY element...
a football field or a boxing ring...
I'd unceremoniously mop the floor with him
for further bruising what was left of my ego...
...When...
I thought I heard / felt / censed...
something 'different' about the aircraft.
Almost no one else seemed to notice, except
for 'GI Joe" across from me...
who quickly strapped on his helmet and
tightened his harness...
I followed suit...but really didn't know why.
"Be ready...do what I do" he said to me
with a nod, and as if on cue-
A jug or two on the right engine lets loose!
"WE'RE OUTTA HERE!" he yells slapping my arm
as I dumbly follow him out the door.
I'm trying to get stable looking back up at
the ole '3' as black smoke pours from
behind the old girl...when from nowhere
~almost as if rehearsed...
My NEW best friend grabs my hands and gives
me the warmest smile I'd ever seen.
We (he actually!) broke it into a line
so we both could look up at the plane
as a comical trail of people...helmets...gloves...
everything imaginable FINALLY begins to rain
from the wounded bird.
I looked at the 'dashboard' on my reserve
to check altitude when my favorite RW partner
nods and mouths "NOW!" so I smiled and dumped...
I opened around 4500' and with the winds...
landed spitting distance from the peas !!!
A pack job and a Ham Sandwich later ~
the rest of the load starts walking in...
WHERE THE HELL did you get out!?
one of the hikers asked us...
"Beats ME" my buddy said nodding my direction...
"I just followed the 'KID'...he seemed to
know the drill."
The rest of the vacation went GREAT!
"Hoop" loaned me a 'real' parachute to use
the rest of the week...
somebody GAVE me a real jumpsuit!
And....I even got my SCR!!!
My "Solo RW" ~ Being 'Invisible' ~
days were over,
................FOREVER!!
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~ If you choke a Smurf, what color does it turn? ~
QuoteStaying both wide eyed and invisible,
6' 5" or 6' 6" or so, how and the hell do you stay invisible at that altitude wearing gutter gear?
Quotesomebody GAVE me a real jumpsuit!
Paul Gorman is the only one I can think of back then that would have a jumpsuit to fit you.
Another example of how you can learn by listening to the more experienced jumpers.
Sparky
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6' 5" or 6' 6" or so, how and the hell do you stay invisible at that altitude wearing gutter gear?
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Sure...
I may fly like a Man Hole Cover~
But I'm "STEALTHY"
~ If you choke a Smurf, what color does it turn? ~
QuoteI may fly like a Man Hole Cover~
But a "Man Hole Cover" with "Cool". After all, you have been to Kill Devil Hills.
Sparky
Thanks to all for sharing....can we have some more??? It took me two days to read this instead of working and studying and my tummy ached from laughing so much!!
If we had to pull any of this shit now...I guess my grandchildrens, grandchildren will never be allowed near a DZ!!!
Thanks to those who came before us, whom we now learn from and look up to!!
"Most of us can read the writing on the wall; we just assume it's
addressed to someone else!" Ivern Ball
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