AMRC MTB mission, skydiving, and paragliding practice 
Monday, June 20, 2016, 10:12 PM - Weekend Fun
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The team was called out for an injured mountain biker on King of the Mountain. I tossed my MTB in the back of the car thinking I could ride it in reverse quickly to find him, if needed, but by the time we hit incident base, the firefighters had already spotted the patient and the helicopter was directing AMRC toward him. Zak and Justin were first on scene and then Frank, Craig, and I arrived to provide litter support. I walked up and instantly recognized the injured guy, Misha! I was just at a party with him a couple weeks ago and I've seen him biking from time to time. He had endo'd the 2nd drop on KOM and broken his pelvis. Luckily, we had a nice easy shot straight down the ski hill to the parking lot. I think the whole thing wrapped up in about an hour - nearly record time! We're all wishing you a quick recovery, Misha!



Saturday, Melanie and I drove down to Belen Municipal Airport to skydive. Kendrick had been begging me to go for close to a year, so I had to make due on my promise and hurl my body out of a perfectly good plane. I opted for a tandem, over the first jump course because that meant, "Less thinking, more falling." My colleague Robert and his girlfriend were also wanting to go, so they joined us at the dropzone. We signed the 200-page waiver and proceeded to wait a good while, because only two tandems could go at a time in the tiny 1950's era cessna. I jokingly said that I was glad we didn't have to land in that POS.

It was about 1pm, before Mel and I got our turn. I had freaked out a little on the drive down, but felt calm waiting in the hangar, going through the short instructional class, and boarding the plane. There was a giant dust devil as we walked out the tarmac, which gave everyone a little pause, but the pilot and instructors decided we were good to go. It was a 100 degree day, so we were happy to climb to 10,500 ft AGL (above ground level). At 9,500 ft we spun around and got hooked to the instructors. I was still feeling pretty good. We opened the door and I was still feeling good. Mel got ready and vanished out of the plane and I was good. I got to the door, got me feet on the step, and actually felt great to finally be doing this. The earth was so far away, how could I possibly hit it? All my paragliding's probably got me slightly anesthetized to heights. I leaned my head back and two slow rocks later we pitched out of the door! We immediately inverted and rolled back around. The instructor pulled the drogue chute to keep us at about 120 mph (not 200 without the chute), and I felt us reach terminal velocity. It was awesome! I held my arms out and legs up and it seemed like the ground wasn't moving toward us at all. I checked my altimeter and we were already at 6000' AGL. Holy shit we were falling fast. At 5000', I got the signal and I reached down to pull the ripcord. The chute opened and kicked us back hard. I gave a thumbs up to the camera and took the riser controls. Brian knew that I was a paraglider pilot so he let me fly. The canopy was super stable so I pulled hard left and right to put us in a solid dive, it was so much fun. 5 minutes later, we lined up the dirt landing zone and plopped down. Success!










Sunday, I drove out with Justin to paraglide in Tome. I've grown rusty but got a little kiting experience in the LZ. I got one nice sled ride from 1850 AGL on tow before things got bumpy. Still having trouble getting into the harness, which is a major annoyance, but certainly no safety risk. Now it's just time to finish up this P2 stuff.


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