The pickup vehicle (on a sunny day...)
Signing the death waiver.
Packing the chutes - carefully I hope.
"Oi! Slim Shady! Quit the tickling."
Doing my Lenin impression.
Doing my scared witless impression.
Feigning the return of an old knee injury doesn't fool Slim Shady...
"Just go through that gravity bit again, will you."
A quick game of paper, scissors, stone.
The aviator - with instructor Mike.
The aircraft - no going back now.
Somewhere up there is a bundle of human doing 200km/h.
The waiting airstrip.
Then from out of the ethers...
...proof that the chute was packed by a professional.
And the amateur - showing a clean pair of heels.
A good soft landing - on the backside. Terra firma.
