Re: [980] The Official Object Strike Poll - don't post if you don't BASE, thanks.
I voted like this:
Options:
4: 307 BASEjumps (3 yrs), 735 skydives (5 yrs), 1 strike, jump no. 88
7: I turned a perfect on heading deployment into a wire strike, more skydiving experience would've helped, more training would've helped, better judgement would've helped
12: just check out the recent posts!
15: guy wire, the one that attaches to the A at 200ft
19: everything went well until I started flying the canopy stupidly
23: freefall for sure
25: luck bucket took a major hit that night
31: never got full flight again, but did get enough flare to stand it up
33: I certainly did.
34: I have. and I will again. conditions were great.
40: I do wear a helmet on some jumps.
41: no doubt in my mind
43: no doubt
48: no video
51: I'm still hoping...
52: doesn't yours?
Yes folks, I did a very dumb thing and if you have some time to kill here's the whole 9 yards:
I got used to jumping in fairly windy conditions and unstowing the brakes and whipping the canopy around a quick 180 to land nearer the base of the A where the nicer landing area and shorter walk is.
The winds were much lower than the previous few weeks. We went to an A that I had jumped 10 times before. I had 17 A jumps at that point.
I went stowed from a platform at 530ft on a 3 wire A. Did a 2 second delay. Had a perfect on-heading opening...
..which I immediately whipped around 180 degrees to make the nicer landing area, only to see an Antenna coming at me real fast.
At this point I knew I fucked up good and knowing it's the wire that attaches to the A at 200ft, I feared I was too low to recover from a stall or stall turn and went to the deepest brakes that I felt was just above stall point.
I was still moving forward and I got the really stupid notion that I could fly under the wire, through the inverted V between the wire and the A, close to the attachment on the A.
I almost made it through, when my left endcell (or maybe stabilizer) connected the wire.
I hauled on the brakes and swung way out in front of the canopy.
At this point the panic had stopped because I knew I was going to die and I was in that zen-like calm state, where you are almost just looking from outside yourself and reality, at what you are doing in this situation.
With a morbid curiousity, but no fear or concern for your own safety anymore, as that ship has sailed already.
Time had slowed right down for me and I finally buried the toggles to try and avoid getting hung up on the wire because I knew that could turn very bad.
This and the wire strike stalled the canopy and as it started collapsing it also dropped back off the wire.
Thank fuck I'm not riding the wire in!
Now past the stall point, I waited what seemed like forever for the canopy to drop off the wire completely and then started letting the toggles up very slowly and as little as I dared.
The canopy reinflated and started pressurizing and flying almost instantaneously (go Blackjack! - vents and valves rock!)
Sarah, who jumped first, is screaming something from below, but all I'm taking in is the sight of tower in front of me.
The canopy had turned to face the tower dead-on as it recovered and I now flew the canopy toggles WAY down, I backed it up until I felt I had room to turn (this felt like it was taking ages too and I fully expected to hit the ground or building below at any second).
Once I felt I had room to turn, I kept one toggle WAY down and let the other up slightly to affect a slow right hand turn. Just enough to get me pointed away from the tower and another strike (one a night is plenty, thank you very much).
Since the canopy dropped off the wire I had gone from knowing I was going to die, to thinking I was now going to hit the tower, then the building below me and finally my vehicle, as I started letting the toggles up super-gradually from the moment I had turned away from the tower.
I did this to get whatever flight I could out of the canopy before hitting the ground.
It wasn't much more than 30-40 ft off the ground when the canopy had recovered what felt like flight (instead of plummet) and boy did it feel too damn low!
I got to about 60% of full flight when I flared and took a downwinder about 40 ft from the tower, but stood it up.
Finally standing on the ground I could not believe that a person could be as stupid as I just was and not even get a scratch on them.
I knew I had just gotten exceptionally lucky.
After discussing this with my mentor in detail I finally realised what he meant when he said:
'Assess, assess, assess.'
Often when I climb that tower (I have just over 50 jumps from it now) I look at the wire I hit and the whole surreal experience replays itself in my mind.
Don't be like me, be smart, know what height you can still have your canopy in a stall and recover.
Think about the conditions.
and 'Assess, assess, assess.'
PS - My Blackjack got one tiny little hole in the stabiliser. I inspected it twice, had two riggers inspect it and after getting the all OK and sticking a little ripstop patch on, I jumped her again the next night, off the same tower.
She's since been back to Marty for a full inspection and new lower brakelines and got the all OK once again.
PPS - Wire strikes are like a box of chocolates: you never know what you're going to get!