A month has flown by. Fast blur of passing time. I’ve been running around like a maniac, only stopping for those precious moments that are worth collecting of. My candle has been burning at both ends.
A month … back and forth between Sweden, Estonia and Finland with additional detour to Belgium. Time flies. All those thousands of kilometers I have covered. World is a marvel. So here we go. Those are the moments worth mentioning.
I saw a reserve opening at 4000 km. That was some scary stuff. 10-way exit and in the middle of it one of the guy’s reserve opens. This time it was a lucky accident and nobody got hurt.
Stiletto. I did some testjumps with Stiletto 120. I have never jumped an elliptical canopy before so I upsized and tried it out. Fun! They talk truth about the different openings. Those openings are not the kind my Sabre and Spectre have introduced me with. I did 7 jumps with Stiletto. For my amusement 4 of them were on-heading openings. It was even better than my Spectre. At the same time I also got myself linetwists. Fun!
In Gryttjom with tuuker and flask and cognac and … there is something good there.
Big Way Camp. Rain, rain, rain and rain again. Demo over Tierp :D It still makes me grin. Yeah, formation loads are fun because so many things can happen. Somehow we managed to jump out of Cessna Caravan over Tierp miles away from DZ. That was one really fun speedstar. First jump of the day and it set the tune and mood for the whole day for me as I couldn’t stop laughing. I even found my private puddle of mud to land in.
Ronald.
Scandinavia. I drove all the way back from Stockholm to Helsinki. Visited Adnil on my way, had some breathtaking views, serene walks and thinking through and through during those kilometers. I like north. I feel like I belong to north.
Feeling of bitter disappointment. How could I have been so stupid and blind?
Tridariel. He did his best to cheer me up. All his reports from Norway. Another kind heart in my life. There are so many actually. I sometimes keep forgetting about it.
Standing alone in the pouring rain at Pyhäjärven Emoranta. Totally wet, but the smile not leaving my lips. Feeling with every cell in my body that “I am!”.
Spacial Invitations. Spa feels like home. I haven’t been there as much as I have been in Gryttjom, but it is the second DZ in the world I feel right at home. That’s the way it is. I always seem to want to return there. Event was the best of big way events I’ve been this year.
Milko. I AM A FAN!!! That organizer is super! I would only use superlative adjectives to describe him. I have to hunt down some event of his and take part of it just because of him. He is that good.
Roads. The moment, when the lamps come on at highways, everything is the colour of blood. After some time that menacing red gives way to warm orange that reminds me of evening sun.
Jean. I should make him the standard for a boyfriend. He is a living proof that it is possible to understand and get me and not to be afraid of me. I can’t get that moment out of my head when we were sitting and talking about his girlfriend and music and all kind of other stuff at his place. There was so much warmth and caring and intimacy. I miss intimacy in my life. He made me realize that I haven’t felt close to anyone for a really long time.
Estonian Record Camp. We were like grasshoppers over Sweden. Taking one DZ after another. VästerÃ¥s, Gryttjom, Gävle. I haven’t done any jumps in Estonia this year. Every time I tried, there was no weather. First days it felt really strange to be around Estonians again. I think I got used to it by Sunday.
Back in Helsinki. I miss home. I really do. The only wish I have lately is to just stop for a moment and lay on my couch and read a book. It has to wait for another 6 weeks …
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