|Waiting for the planes|
I'm sitting in my very own bed, early in the morning after having traveled home uneventfully yesterday. Frankie and I left the hotel at 6:30 and drove to the Ontario airport, dropped off the car, and lo and behold, the plane took off on time! We got to Portland and met her husband Jim, who drove me to the place where I would catch the bus to Bellingham, all without any mishaps at all. Quite the comparison to our trip down with broken planes and destination changes, you name it. This was perfect. When I got off the bus at 8:00pm, Smart Guy met me with a big smile. Once we got home, I gave him a quick rundown of some of the highlights, and then I collapsed into my nice familiar bed.
|We are practicing for our jump, waving to the camera man|
|Waving to the camera in freefall|
|The second formation|