Back in my boy scout days I racked up 63 jumps, 8 of which were behind enemy lines, and 6 of those were water landings with only 1 self inflating Zodiac. Then there are a few others that I still can't talk about.
Ever have to cut yourself out of your parachute in rough seas? It's no fucking picnic. But anytime I get to play with glow Sticks at 40,000 feet, it's my happy place.
Ever have to cut yourself out of your parachute in rough seas? It's no fucking picnic. But anytime I get to play with glow Sticks at 40,000 feet, it's my happy place.