made the 79th jump today. Was pretty fun. Got to jump out of a Blackhawk helicopter from 1500 feet. Starting to get more nerve wracking then ever though. See, i havent had the big scary wreck yet that i think most people have. Sure, i have gotten a concussion, bit both sides of my tongue at the same time, gotten the wind knocked outa me, bounced about 3 feet in the air when i hit the ground (least thats what it felt like), twisted an ankle, would have broken both ankles on the jump into Iraq if it wasnt soooo muddy. But over all, pretty good times. Both when the jump master tapped me on the helmet and yelled go at me today, i hesitated. Had to take a deep breath before i threw myself into the great happy air. Then when i was counting to six, (like your sposed to when you jump outa helicopters) i started to wonder, is this the time i have to pull my reserve? Not exactly the best way to be thinking, but hey, when you have six free seconds and all you get to see is the ground rushing up at you, your mind starts to wander just a little bit. But i did it, so it makes me happy that i still have to courage to conquer that fear. Only 21 more to go and i get to join the century club. Not a real club or not like i get to wear a special badge or anything, but something i want to do before i retire. I also need/want to go to jumpmaster school so i can get master rated and then...OH BOY...i think i will quit..HA HA...100 jumps, master rated, combat jump..there wont be much left for me to do in the airborne community.
One of these days i will get that dang school.....
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