
I used to go skydiving almost every weekend from May - October for years. As I have aged, and have a partner who can't enjoy this sport, I don't go skydiving as often. It's a young man's activity. Also, it's just darned expensive. Fuel for airplanes is more expensive than fuel for cars.
It was so hot today -- about 95°F (35°C) -- that the heat rising from the land was rising faster than my rate of descent after I deployed my 'chute to its full extension, so I rose in altitude for a while, and just "hung around" enjoying the view (what I could see of it through the haze). When I was over my DZ (drop zone), I pulled in the flaps, and slowly drifted down. I landed right on the spot I intended, each and every time.
I had an enjoyable day, hangin' out in the cloudless sky.
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