True Story: The only time I did a parachute jump, it was in Lodi in 1985.
An enthusiast friend convinced me to give it a try. The training was rigorous but only about 40 minutes long. The jump (story for another time) was awesome and exhilarating.
While back on the ground, my friend was trying to talk me into a second jump, when another diver’s chute failed. She plummeted toward the earth while releasing the tangled chute and deployed the emergency chute. That one unfurled properly and yanked her violently just a couple hundred feet from the ground, slowing her enough to prevent serious injury despite what appeared to be a pretty hard impact.
I declined a second jump, and that’s all I have to say about that.
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