First solo jump. Midnight, with a clear (though not quite full) moon and the little dipper hovering right over top of the antenna. A long and quiet climb, but what's the rush? Plenty of time to savor the experience. Lightstick thrown to mark landing area, watching it float down all 900 feet to a soft, standup landing.

Not my best exit, a little tracking to a sorta early pull at 4 to an on heading and that wonderful <phwap> noise of an open canopy. Nice canopy ride to a smooth landing. Frogs croaking in the woods, crickets in the grass. Just enough tailwind to make things easy.

Nobody knows my secrets, just my GSD Bruno and me. Wouldn't have it any other way.

The BASE Mafia is on my tail, so sssssssh don't tell. Just between you and I, life ROCKS!

Peace,

D-d0g
ddog@wrinko.com