Had to come home and earn some money, the frustrating part being that I need ONE more jump to get my A licence. Not a good time of year weather wise. Incredible experiences though.
Did my level 8 test jump yesterday, freefall from 5k to see if I could get stable and deploy within 1,000ft. That was a new rush, tingling adrenalin when I landed. All senses so highly tuned that I could hear blades of grass rubbing against each other in the breeze, could see the tiny speck of a bird soaring on the far horizon. Everything looked and sounded so beautiful and being alive was such a gift.
The next jump I was freefalling through cloud from 6.5k, completely blind. Getting closer and closer to the ground but seeing nothing. About 4.5k I was starting to think I should deploy in the cloud and then suddenly the mist parted and the ground came into focus and was rushing at me alarmingly quickly. Tried to throw my pilot but the first attempt didn't get it free of the container, a moment of intense adrenalin, then reset and throw again. Then again the manic laughter as the chute started to decelerate me.
I'm so addicted to this it is scary. And still such a noob. Just a relatively meaningless 18 jumps in to a lifetime of learning to come.