In the Cat C jump, they let go of you. You still jump with two
instructors, but after one pull test and a C.O.A, they undock and
see if you can stay stable. Some liken this to removing the
training wheels when you are learning to ride a bike. It's hard.
But I did not know that at this point. I was feeling confident!
Too confident.
We practiced this on the free fall trainer. They said that just
as in Cat B I learned to turn, that I would use that method to
stop any turns that started after the undock. The idea was to stay
pointing in the same direction. Then as always, pull on time.
They told me to do toe taps. I thought that was my signal to them
that I was ready for them to undock.
During the training, they talk about the FAA rules as they apply
to skydiving. We talk about airplane emergency procedures. We are
to wear helmets when entering the plane. Don't walk in front of
the plane! wear a seat belt for the first 1000 ft. If there is an
airplane emergency, don't get out below 1000 ft. If its between
1000 and 2500, get out and pull reserve. If its above 2500, use
the main.
At some point, someone mentioned that the airplanes at this
airport have rules too because of the sky diving activities. For
one, when they take off, they are suppose to turn to the west to
avoid the skydiving activities to the east of the runway.
We were ready to try this, but the winds picked up at this point
and I had to wait while they calmed down again. They did finally
calm down after a while. A young lady showed up about that time.
Someone who seemed to know Tom. I did not catch her name, but Tom
did wish her a happy birthday. I said, "Hey! My birthday was
yesterday!" She managed a smile, but must have been thinking, "Who
is this strange bearded old man?" I found out later that her name
is Calli and she would be my next AFF instructor. :-)
Seat belts on. Lift off. Lots of hoots! At 1000 ft, seat belts
off, door open. Same routine. Wait, did I just say 'routine'? I
was still nervous as we gained elevation. I asked Nic and Daniel,
"Does this ever get old?" They said, "Nope! Every jump is
different!"
Daniel gave me the circle signal. I assumed he wanted me to look
at that fine altimeter I was wearing. I did. It was 2500. "Hard
Deck" I said. That is where you are suppose to have made a
decision about needing a reserve or not. I'm starting to check my
handles by myself now all the way up.
I forgot to mention before, but in every jump, the instructor
checks you rig before you put it on. Then they check again when
you are walking to the plane. And now on the way up in the plane,
Daniel is asking me to lean this way and that as he checks out the
rig that I am wearing. He is checking the 3 3s and the 2 2s.
Although I should have been very happy that the cute opened
normally, I uttered the F word instead. I knew I did not pass the
Cat C. Oh well, I better figure out where I am and land this
sucker.
Canopy test went well. I expected wind from the north, but I
can't see any evidence of this on the ground. The wind sock looks
like its drooping. I opened up right over the gun club, so I turn
and head towards the holding area just north of checkpoint 1.
Again, I hear Daniel on the radio, but I can't understand him. I
am pretty sure I am OK anyway. I got to my checkpoint 1 a little
high, like 1100. I figure that is close enough. I travel down to
check point 2, but turn early because I'm scared of the power
lines. I look at the altimeter. 800 feet. Oops! Too high. Oh well,
check point #3, turn... What is Dan saying? It sounds like "Left
Turn! Left Turn!" Why is he saying left turn? That would take me
into the road! I'm not doing that. He keeps repeating, "Left
Turn!" What the hell? If I go left, I'll go towards the airport.
"Bad advice. Ignore!", my brain says. Keep steering north. Looks
like I'm going long... I'm way over the ditch into the main
landing area. Well, that's safe, right? Clear and open. I'll just
put it down there. I flare good. I forget the PLF again. Sheesh!
On my butt. Damn. Now I'm discouraged.
So, I'm carrying my chute to the hanger and listening to Daniel
tell me what he was saying in the radio was "S Turns! S Turn!",
not "Left Turn! Left Turn!" Of Course! Why did I not think
of that myself! I had just done that for Cat B! And while I was
kicking myself for that and not passing Cat C and not pulling for
myself, I meet Greg on the lawn...
"What the F*&% kind of F$%#ed up landing was that!? You must
LAND in the STUDENT FIELD! Skydivers landing in the main field are
landing to the south. If you come in there landing north, you can
really F@#$ things up. This is the way catastrophes happen! Follow
your instructors directions and DO NOT LAND in the main landing
area and DO NOT LAND contrary to the pattern! What you did there
was go over the student beer line. Now, there really is no such
thing as a student beer line, but if there was, you would be over
it. You would have to bring a case of beer for that. Were talking
24 bottles, OK. But since you are a student, you don't have to."
That was pretty much the whole speech. So, after that, Dan looks
kind of dejected and says, "Put your chute down in the hanger, get
some water in ya and we will debrief." About then, I realized that
I had a rock in my parachute. :-(
Matthew showed up just then with an In-And-Out burger. Bless his
heart! He gave me a hug which I needed just about as much as the
burger. Daniel and Nic debriefed me and explained what happened to
me. After they undocked, my feet came in almost to my butt. That
caused me to tip back and start sliding backwards. Have you ever
tried to steer a bicycle backwards? It turns the wrong way. So,
that is why I could not stop turning. If I had stuck my legs out
more, then that would have stopped the backward motion and I would
have been fine. Also, when you are landing and you see that you
are going to go long, do S turns. He said he had to pull for me
because they were at 5500. That is where students need to be
deployed. He was not allowed to let me try anymore.
After that, I ate my burger and fries and waited for Matthew to
get done with the first part of his coaching course. That night, I
was struggling with whether or not I should pursue this sport. I
was having a heck of a time falling asleep. I found a book from
Matthew's bookshelf to read.
It made matters worse! So at midnight, I took a shower. I tried
reading Secret Water instead. Then I slept.