My 17th jump opened 4500 lovely spot, off i went downwind, away with the fairies towards the powerlines and the motorway and kept going, right start thinking about landing pattern, dont no where i was in the meantime ( mind wise ) but thought to myself umm why am i over the motorway, so 1000 feet with a 230 student rig no way to make the dz, or was there i thought, and unbeknown to me i had got the attention of all the other people on the dz,' will he and, hes not going to try is he,' i was told later, then my sensible head returned, now i can have the wind blow me into the lines, or get squished on the very fast moving motorway or land in the huge industrial dirtbowl with them building a new road, i did a 90 left and floated not far above the motorway shit dnt they move fast when you look from above, then landed in a matrix pose in the middle of a dust bowl 1.5 km away. While i was coming down in said dustbowl i could see the van in the distance already sent out to retrieve the fool, landed stowed me toggles gathered up and climbed the dirtheap waved at the driver with a nice blue canopy he picked me up and rushed me back to the dropzone in time for tea and scones and i got back just as everyone else from my load was dropping there canopys to be packed. My instructor for my AFF did commend me for landing into the wind and when asked by a fellow student how did you know it was into the wind i replied ' well as i started to come in, the mound of dirt which i nearly ploughed into caught a gust of wind and blew about a ton of dust toward me damn near blinding me '
Prefer that than landing in cut cornfields though, ouch ouch ouch