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Double Malfunction
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Wow, what a ride Looks like he wasn't free and clear from the main before he hit the reserve.......... lucky for him he had at least something to ride in.
Looks like he wasn't free and clear from the main before he hit the reserve.......... lucky for him he had at least something to ride in.2/75 C Co. 81-84
Ranger Class 14-82
"Cry Havoc Let Slip The Dogs of War"
1st SPWAR Tng Bn (Abn) USAJFKSWCS 87'
RLTW !
Mentor to J.P. Deepwater
RIP Class 02-07
Ranger Class 09-07
Ranger Class 14-82
"Cry Havoc Let Slip The Dogs of War"
1st SPWAR Tng Bn (Abn) USAJFKSWCS 87'
RLTW !
Mentor to J.P. Deepwater
RIP Class 02-07
Ranger Class 09-07
OHHHH shit oohhhh shit oooooooohhh shit, 
sorry bro I couldn't help but laugh, never had a double before.
However I saw a jump go bad back in 85 on the 4th of July and there wasn't a damn thing funny about that one, may he Rest in Peace.
sorry bro I couldn't help but laugh, never had a double before. However I saw a jump go bad back in 85 on the 4th of July and there wasn't a damn thing funny about that one, may he Rest in Peace.
1984 - 1985 5th Inf Div
1985 - 1986 75th Inf Ranger Regt
1986 - 1988 3/12 SFG (ABN)
The strength of the pack is the Wolf... and the strength of the Wolf is the pack...
1985 - 1986 75th Inf Ranger Regt
1986 - 1988 3/12 SFG (ABN)
The strength of the pack is the Wolf... and the strength of the Wolf is the pack...
That sounded like me everytime I landed with the AG bag and 600 rounds :(Tenn-RGR wrote:LOL, that dude sounded like me the first time I landed on tarmac!!
My last jump in airborne school my legs somehow flipped over my head and got caught in the risers. To top it off my weapons carrying case somehow flew infront of me right in my face so I was blinded. Naturally I pulled my reserve. Soon as I landed about 5 airborne cadre started screaming at me. I told them what happened, they mumbled something and left.
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''If we took away the minimum wage — if conceivably it was gone — we could potentially virtually wipe out unemployment completely because we would be able to offer jobs at whatever level.''
Been there, done that
No shit, there I was...
Talk to anyone that went through Army Initial Entry Rotary Wing (flight school for those of you still in BN) during 1995, and they will remember how some asshole screwed up all the hazardous hobby waivers given by the BDE CDR.
I got my waiver because I was a HALO guy up at 3/1 SFG, and I was also a skydiver. Started jumping with the Fort Rucker Jump Club during the summer I started Flight School. I had a seriously bad day....
My first fuck-up was not listening to mama... My 3 month pregnant wife told me she had a bad feeling and that I shouldn't go jumping. I blew her off, but after the fact I realized that she had never, and I mean never, asked me not to jump, climb, or do any other crazy shit before that day based on some gut feeling. I had had complete freedom to fuck my life up...
#2. I couldn't get a repack on my reserve fast enough, but since I just had to jump, I borrowed a big-ass student rig from the club. (this adds up later)
#3. Since I hadn't jumped in 6 months, I did a refresher, but the only malfunction I didn't rehearse ended up being the one that almost killed me.
#4. I let another jumpmaster set my automatic opener (AOD), which led to an early reserve firing...
#5. Trash packing. I got fucking lazy and decided that the 4th and 5th jumps would be quicker if I just knocked out a quick trash pack.
#6. Dehydrated in the summer sun at Mother Rucker.
#7. Stupidly letting them talk me into one more 8-way jump for some other dumbasses' award.
So I'm out there having a blast, but I'm getting down dead last because of this giant canop above my head. I grab a huge front riser and start the spin down. By jump 3 my weak ass is smoked, and I decide to wait a little longer to throw out, and I combine that with a trash pack so I won't have to ride the canopy so far. I tell myself that jump 4 will be my last, but sure as shit they start calling me the big pussy Ranger, so I trash pack that shit and jump on the blackhawk for one last jump...ooops!
Come out and turn about 10 points from about 10,000 agl. I figure I'll wait until about 2300 feet to throw out, only at the last second I get a shadow over my back and end up with pilot chute out at about 2000. The asswipe that set my AOD to 1300 feet didn't think about the trash pack, and there I was zooming through 1000 with a canopy that was still inflating. Now my AOD figures I'm falling too fast and fires out the reserve pilot chute. I look down at the noise and instead of just cutting the main immediately, my dumbass tries to catch and control the reserve pilot...not! It ends up inflating infront of me after a couple of suspension lines wrap around my left shoe.
There I am in the middle of a downplane without another jumper. That means that both canopies are inflated, but that they are pointed straight down and accelerating. I finally get the bright idea that I need to get rid of my main and after cutting it away I end up with my right foot up in the air and I'm spinning out of control head down. Not good. The lines are just wrapped around the heel of my shoe, so I knew if I could get the shoe off, I'd come under the canopy.
The folks on the ground say that the shoe came off about treetop level, just in time for me to land perfectly horizontal. Just exactly perfectly horizontal on my back. The Orthopedic Surgeon said that I looked like I'd hit at about 70 mph, and that if I hadn't hit just perfectly, that I'd have been at least a para if not dead. So I ended up with a fractured L1, but I was in awsome shape, and back in the pool in about 5 weeks and running in 7 or 8. LUCKY!
The most painful part was when my wife (very strong woman) came into the hospital and almost kicked my ass! She unloaded with both barrels, and through my morphine induced haze I had to talk her into calming down until I could defend myself.
At the end of the day, I did finish flight school, and I'm still flying today for the Army, but the deal with my wife means that skydiving is history until both my sons are out of the house
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Talk to anyone that went through Army Initial Entry Rotary Wing (flight school for those of you still in BN) during 1995, and they will remember how some asshole screwed up all the hazardous hobby waivers given by the BDE CDR.
I got my waiver because I was a HALO guy up at 3/1 SFG, and I was also a skydiver. Started jumping with the Fort Rucker Jump Club during the summer I started Flight School. I had a seriously bad day....
My first fuck-up was not listening to mama... My 3 month pregnant wife told me she had a bad feeling and that I shouldn't go jumping. I blew her off, but after the fact I realized that she had never, and I mean never, asked me not to jump, climb, or do any other crazy shit before that day based on some gut feeling. I had had complete freedom to fuck my life up...
#2. I couldn't get a repack on my reserve fast enough, but since I just had to jump, I borrowed a big-ass student rig from the club. (this adds up later)
#3. Since I hadn't jumped in 6 months, I did a refresher, but the only malfunction I didn't rehearse ended up being the one that almost killed me.
#4. I let another jumpmaster set my automatic opener (AOD), which led to an early reserve firing...
#5. Trash packing. I got fucking lazy and decided that the 4th and 5th jumps would be quicker if I just knocked out a quick trash pack.
#6. Dehydrated in the summer sun at Mother Rucker.
#7. Stupidly letting them talk me into one more 8-way jump for some other dumbasses' award.
So I'm out there having a blast, but I'm getting down dead last because of this giant canop above my head. I grab a huge front riser and start the spin down. By jump 3 my weak ass is smoked, and I decide to wait a little longer to throw out, and I combine that with a trash pack so I won't have to ride the canopy so far. I tell myself that jump 4 will be my last, but sure as shit they start calling me the big pussy Ranger, so I trash pack that shit and jump on the blackhawk for one last jump...ooops!
Come out and turn about 10 points from about 10,000 agl. I figure I'll wait until about 2300 feet to throw out, only at the last second I get a shadow over my back and end up with pilot chute out at about 2000. The asswipe that set my AOD to 1300 feet didn't think about the trash pack, and there I was zooming through 1000 with a canopy that was still inflating. Now my AOD figures I'm falling too fast and fires out the reserve pilot chute. I look down at the noise and instead of just cutting the main immediately, my dumbass tries to catch and control the reserve pilot...not! It ends up inflating infront of me after a couple of suspension lines wrap around my left shoe.
There I am in the middle of a downplane without another jumper. That means that both canopies are inflated, but that they are pointed straight down and accelerating. I finally get the bright idea that I need to get rid of my main and after cutting it away I end up with my right foot up in the air and I'm spinning out of control head down. Not good. The lines are just wrapped around the heel of my shoe, so I knew if I could get the shoe off, I'd come under the canopy.
The folks on the ground say that the shoe came off about treetop level, just in time for me to land perfectly horizontal. Just exactly perfectly horizontal on my back. The Orthopedic Surgeon said that I looked like I'd hit at about 70 mph, and that if I hadn't hit just perfectly, that I'd have been at least a para if not dead. So I ended up with a fractured L1, but I was in awsome shape, and back in the pool in about 5 weeks and running in 7 or 8. LUCKY!
The most painful part was when my wife (very strong woman) came into the hospital and almost kicked my ass! She unloaded with both barrels, and through my morphine induced haze I had to talk her into calming down until I could defend myself.
At the end of the day, I did finish flight school, and I'm still flying today for the Army, but the deal with my wife means that skydiving is history until both my sons are out of the house
.C-2/75 April87--Jan90 RGR Class 11-88
Huckleberry Creek Instructor
18B SFQC 91, then 3/1SFG(A) through Apr95
Ch-47D, C-12 Pilot, Retired 2008.
Contracting, ISR Pilot.
Now I'm a Boeing Manufacturing Manager.
Huckleberry Creek Instructor
18B SFQC 91, then 3/1SFG(A) through Apr95
Ch-47D, C-12 Pilot, Retired 2008.
Contracting, ISR Pilot.
Now I'm a Boeing Manufacturing Manager.
SF Flyer,
Those 7 screw ups you mentioned are a good example of "the accident chain" don't you think? Any one of those events by itself is harmless but put together, yikes!
Those 7 screw ups you mentioned are a good example of "the accident chain" don't you think? Any one of those events by itself is harmless but put together, yikes!
C Co. 3/75 1985-88
F Co. 425th Inf. LRS (Michigan N.G.) 88-89
108th Inf. USAR 92-93
7th Army Reserve (europe) 94-95
Ranger Class 11-86
F Co. 425th Inf. LRS (Michigan N.G.) 88-89
108th Inf. USAR 92-93
7th Army Reserve (europe) 94-95
Ranger Class 11-86
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Lucky guy. That rig looked like the main gets released when you pull the reserve.
I would have popped the three-ring circus then pulled my reserve.
What luck.
I would have popped the three-ring circus then pulled my reserve.
What luck.
RS Class 5-82
French Commando 11-83
LRSLC Class 5-87
U.S. Army 1980-1984 and 1987-1990
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George S. Patton
French Commando 11-83
LRSLC Class 5-87
U.S. Army 1980-1984 and 1987-1990
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One thing I never like with the military rigs was that if you chop your main it automatically pulls the reserve; don’t know if civilian rigs are the same. I was always of the opinion that you need to chop the main and make sure it’s clear before pulling the reserve. A good friend of mine might be alive today if they did it that way. Luckily I never had to chop my main, closest I got was a 2500 foot snivel
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