Walking the line


Another super windy Zephyrhills day with a gorgeous sunset and the kiting of a base canopy to help pass the time beautifully! That and bury our compost in the forest.
Interesting how years can pass since seeing an old friend, and when meeting up by chance, it seems as if time has stood still somewhat. I had this experience today. I ran in to an old time skydiving friend from my packing days at Lake Wales. We’re going back 15 years +. We’ve had no…
Excitement courses through my veins as anticipation of this event is about to begin. The last (and only time) that I’ve participated in a 100 way attempt was in Orange Massachusetts in 2004. The largest completed formation I’ve been on was a Woman’s 37 way record at Skydive Burnaby in July 2002. It was a…
Today was a day filled with wonder, weariness and a certain emotional level of self-discovery and challenge. A family member went in for a surgical procedure that had my senses wound up and on the brink of tears and worry. I was wishing that I could have physically been there to support them through their process….
Windy, tempestuous days at Skydive Houston. It feels like the whole Winter has been winded out here in Texas, and hence not much jumping has been going on. This equates to a bunch of bored skydivers. What does one do?? Below is a pictorial of some our activities and antics during the off-peak jumping times.
It was time to be moving on from Verona. Our wonderful hosts were in the throes of selling their house. An open house was scheduled for the weekend and unexpected potential buyers were calling up the real estate agents and asking for spontaneous visits. Our trailer, although beautiful and shiny, was partially parked on the…