Schroeder

Not to play devil's advocate here, but Quade, you know a thing or two about areodynamics, and likely fluid dynamics. If you have a surface being presented to a flow of, well, anything, you will have 2 pressure areas, the low pressure in the rear, and the high pressure in the front. In the case of the altimeter, obviously the burble above a jumper will "trick" the alti, but what about in front of him/her? Is there a higher pressure area on the leading edge of a jumper's arch? Like on an airfoil, I've seen fluid modeling programs show that effect. So I guess I'm just wondering if it's negligable, or if it does actually affect it. (of course, a higher pressure would only make it read lower than the actual alt., but still.) "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Oh man! I seriously feel for you man. I think I get your shock, etc. Going from fiance to porn is an unexpected turn. I know for me, when I broke up with my GF of 3 years, and 6 months later found out she was living in a garage with a 28 year old _french_ guy, doing coke (she was 18) I felt pretty fu*king weird too. And when I found out that she had done "things" with 4 guys in one night, and she was crying, sitting infront of me telling me this, I felt pretty fu*king weird too. I know it's not the same, but in a way, it's soooorta parallel. SOME people like to know that the person they cared about so much at one point is still doing well, and hearing otherwise can really do funny things to the mind. For instance, the garage coke incident which I only found out about after 1+months of it going on, had me reserving a seat on the flight home to bust some ass. I was ready to go in there, beat the dude senseless, and bring her back down here, get her on her feet, but she thankfully smartened up 3 days before I was to fly up there. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

I gotta say it so Andyman isn't the only one to. I'm with him. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

You are Optimus Prime! KICK ASS! This test really nailed it! Vast, red and ready to turn into a lorry at the slightest provocation, you are a robot to be reckoned with. Although sickeningly noble, you just can't resist a good interplanetary war, especially when Orson Welles is involved. You have friends who can shoot tapes from their chests. Tapes that turn into panthers. And other friends who are dinosaurs. Dinosaurs who jump out of planes. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

who spells night as NITE and thinks it's legit? That's funny. Oh and about the beaver being a proud and nobel animal (before I say this, i'm canadian, but it's still funny); The beaver doesn't have the ability to digest wood/bark after it eats it, so what it does is eat it's ...excrement... after a certain bacteria in it's lower intestine breaks it down. SO it eat's it's own s*** for food. Ya, I don't know about you guys, but I find that funny.... "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Aw ya, I hear that. Working on some prototypes now, TOTALLY cool feeling to see it all come together. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

pleasing my woman...nice lol "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

outside of skydiving... In the spring when the snow is soft, burn into a table-top hit, and throw down a HUGE floated-out 360 or 720 on skis, stick it, and ski away. The feeling of covering 50 feet, slowly spinning under the sun, and touching down on nice soft snow is unbeatable. Especially when you can do it in just a t-shirt. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

My fav's.. Reciprocating saws and Routers. God I love those. I moved into an old apartment, and got talked into doing repairs on it in exchange for a relaxed rent. So being the fool I am, say, sure, no problem. Well, to-date (in the last 4 months) I've taught myself plumbing (copper and ABS), hot water tank installation, drywalling, tile installation, painting, and soooo much more.... can't tell you how many times I burned myself on a freshly soldered pipe, or even last night, working on the hotwater tank, took a shock from the mainline supplying it power.... ah. But you know, it is fun. I love working with my hands. Power tools are fun, but hand tools are really satisfying, when the project works out. Who's with me on that one?? Come on, one for the hand tools! I make street-luge boards, and really the only power tools I use are a drill, and a jig-saw for the curves. but when I stand infront of a finished board, I love that. Or riding it breaking 100km/h, feels pretty good. The pic is me (i'm at work now) but one of my boards is on the left in the background, you can really only see the backboard, but hey. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

oh ya... good times with the wd-40..... we used to use it when we were kids building snow-forts out of packed snowbanks. It was exactly like a flamethrower... good times. ate through ice like nothing. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Back in highschool, I read someplace that if you mix a certain chemical with ordinary sugar, to some specific ratio I wont mention here, and melt them down, then pour then into a mold or some sort, you can make a smoke bomb. Soooo I'm sitting in chem class one day, look over, see a HUGE canister of the chemical I need, and get to thinking........ hmmmmm...... ok. Yoink! Grab it, and make my get away. A few days later, I'm in my mom's kitchen during my spare, she's at work, and I go to town making this stuff. Apparently you don't need much. Well anyways, the phone rang, I ran to get it, and when I got back to the stove where I was melting the sugar down, well, I could hardly find the stove. But I know that it's only gonna get worse if I don't get the pot outside, so I fumble around, grab the pot and run like hell for the door. That house was _completely_ white. And thank-god, I managed to cross vent it quick enough before my parents found out.... there were some cool success stories with that stuff though, like putting in in a Frisk mint container, and putting match heads in the mix before it set. That little container could fill a room pretty quickly! But then I started wondering about the smoke..... I figured it wasn't toooo healthy, so quit messing around. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Ok, didn't read the post, going to bed soon. My car is the Luge-mobile. It has 2 small halogen map lights installed cleanly into either side of the rear hatches interior for luge assembly at night, a inverter running a laptop, which runs voice recog, which helps me run a GPS utility that I use to track the car, scope out potential luge-runs, and a Etrex that I put in my jacket pocket before each run. When I get to the bottom, I download the track info, and log all the speeds etc. So that's what I use it for. And navigation. All this is and more wired into a 83 black, tinted scirocco. It's kinda ging to hell, and I'm not sure if I wanna keep feeding money into it, but man, in it's prime, that thing ruled. Still does. Just less asthetically (sp). "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Ok, didn't read the post, going to bed soon. My car is the Luge-mobile. It has 2 small halogen map lights installed cleanly into either side of the rear hatches interior for luge assembly at night, a inverter running a laptop, which runs voice recog, which helps me run a GPS utility that I use to track the car, scope out potential luge-runs, and a Etrex that I put in my jacket pocket before each run. When I get to the bottom, I download the track info, and log all the speeds etc. So that's what I use it for. And navigation. All this is and more wired into a 83 black, tinted scirocco. It's kinda ging to hell, and I'm not sure if I wanna keep feeding money into it, but man, in it's prime, that thing ruled. Still does. Just less asthetically (sp). "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

oh they're on their way for her, she can count on that. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

That blows. If I had a card, and some money, I'd definately send a contribution your way. I don't know about all these suggestions to go skydive tho... I'm broke now, and with creditors up the ass, and skydiving is the last thing I'm about to go do. I don't know if you were taking everyone's suggestions seriously or not, but just thought I'd add that. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

oh wait, musta blocked this other story outta my mind. Lived with a girl for 6 months, fell in love, she left, she came back, I moved away for work, she followed me 1000km north, we lived with eachother, she left again, then she wanted to move back in with me, and I thought about it for a while, then said, nope, and moved back here to vancouver. Left her 1000km north of here.... don't talk to her that often anymore... sad story really. Miss her like hell. And it's not getting any easier. But distractions help. It's like a wound you don't get help for, just hoping it goes away. Well at least it's not infected. Any pointers, anyone? "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Naw, no bad ones, just bad memories of what a wreck that place was... man.. two lazy guys living together is a dangerous mix. I just remember the night we both had girls over, and I was in my room doin my thing, he was in his, and I went out to get something to drink. I get out to the fridge, hear his door open and close, he comes walking in, wait for a sec, grabs some soymilk in a glass (both vegan), looks at me leaning against the counter, without saying a word, we both have a sip of our glasses, high-five, and walk to our respective rooms. Man, good-times..... Another time, I was walking to the skytrain for work in the morning, and he was on the night-shift, and was walking home, and we pass eachother on the street, both half-asleep, just walk past eachother, low-five and a nod, and keep walking, was like tag-team work, he tagged me in, I tagged him out. shit, I miss those days. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

>It is the concept of "I" that makes the world go around. Agreed, sadly. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

PLFExpert, You said that hey, if it makes you happy, do it! I for the most part agree, but wouldn't it be worth asking sometimes: _Why_ does this make me happy? In the case of make-up, if on the one hand you have a person that is Happy about their appearence with it on, then logically, you'd think they'd be un-happy without it (regarding their appearence.) And, if that's true then, that'd mean that the make up _is_ creating a superficial effect. I'm sorry, but I agree with Bill on this one, sometimes, the application, and the _level_ of application speaks to something else about the person. I'll admit, I know a hundred excellent people who wear make-up, some to cover 'flaws' or to 'highlight', but in each case, it does mention something about their insecurities, once you get to know them (which popular media is perpetuating, IMHO). And insecurities don't make a person good or bad, or keep a person from being perfect, because we all have them. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Huh. Thanks guys. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

wow go for lunch, and all these replies. Cool. Thanks for everyone's insight. I myself am a newbie with 19 jumps which is, comparativley, nothing. In my limited experience, I've never once not used an alti. From the very first moments of my first IAD, I've found them to be EXREMELY handy, and totally think every new jumper should have em. That's why I was surprised when I was told that the entire class my friend was in wasn't gonna be using them. After asking why, I believe the reply was: "Because they have enough stuff to worry about" *not 100% sure on that, because it was in november, but reasonalby sure.* So after all this time, I remembered for some reason and thought I'd ask you guys. "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

We're talking IAD out of a cessna 206 at around 3-4 grand under squares. When my radio went out on my first jump (at a different DZ, with alti), and had to bring it in, I landed about 100m off, but I landed safely. I couldn't see or hear anything from the ground, and had to rely on the alti for the first time to make sure I wasn't going downwind too low to make base/final turns. The first time you're that high, on your own, you aren't the best judge of height. So I think one should be used, but obviously this other DZ thought otherwise, and I was just wondering why. Ok, that's for USPA, but I'm in Canada. What about CSPA? "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Hi everyone. Ok, Question is: Should students attending their FJC exiting solo (obviously), be given altimeters? I only pose this question because I recently brought a friend to a DZ for her FJC. She was told that she'd be making the jump without an altimeter. Didn't strike her as strange, but it did seem that way to me. Now, the instructor knows his stuff, and I didn't want to come off as some smart-ass, so I left it alone. She ended up not jumping due to cloud cover. So I'm asking because I was wondering about the reasons that instructors would send a FJC student out without an alti. Sure they have radio, and an alti might only confuse them, but when my radio went out on my first jump, I was definately glad I had that Altimeter. So, reasons why/whynot? "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

Jamie Lee Curtis is a man? I thought she looked funny..... "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"

"is that the first time that word has been brought up in this thread?" no, I think opie made a failed attempt while back :) "If I ventured in the slipstream; Between the via-ducts of your dreams.......could you find me?"