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I recall when I was a young paratrooper at Fort Bragg I was in the back of a CH-47 getting ready to jump out of it. I recall sitting near the Jump Master and watching him as he was talking on his coms. He asked to what was the wind speed. I am pretty sure they said something why to high. But then he responded with a "Na, F'it." The next thing I saw was him giving the hand signal for 3 knots of wind speed. So we all jumped. I barely was able to stay on the Drop Zone. I think most of our chalk ended up in the trees. One LTC ended up across the street.
Another good one was when my parachute partially collapsed right when I was about to hit the ground. Which means I ended up landing on my side and getting knocked out from the impact. I woke back up getting drug through a field with a busted up elbow and seeing more stars than the Hollywood broadwalk.
What was your worst jump?
Another good one was when my parachute partially collapsed right when I was about to hit the ground. Which means I ended up landing on my side and getting knocked out from the impact. I woke back up getting drug through a field with a busted up elbow and seeing more stars than the Hollywood broadwalk.
What was your worst jump?
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So no shit there I was- Sicily DZ, FBNC. I am a jump chaser so when I went to strap hang on this jump, they naturally put me on the last freaking lift. (I had jumped 2 weeks before and there was a whole company of people coming back from deployments taking care of jump rules 3 or 4.) The whole time I watched the jumpmasters get mad at the jumpers as they exited and didn't turn toward the wind. We use MC-6 parachutes so we can steer them; you are supposed to face into the wind. The problem with no facing the wind is it makes you accelerate, kind of like pulling the wrong slip on the T-11s. The jumpers would go against what seemed like the wind's current direction and dart down super fast on to the DZ, desperately trying to turn into the wind before landing. I thought this was in an attempt to get down faster and go home. I made a promise that I would just take it easy on my jump and try not to rush the landing. When I finally got rigged up and jumped, the wind at 1200 ft was blowing a completely different way than the ground wind. In fact, as a I looked around to see my fellow jumpers to compare my rate of descent, everyone was facing every way imaginable. I floated for a few seconds as I was facing the wind, but then a gush of hot air hit and I started oscillating. I burned in on the hardest landing to date right in the middle of a thorny patch of bushes. Getting my parachute out of the thorns was an adventure by itself. By the end of it, I was not even mad; just happy to have not broken something or have gotten stuck in a tree like another person on my lift. So every time I go up in the aircraft, I think to myself "Why in the hell did I volunteer for this?" Then on the walk off the DZ, I think to myself "That feeling cannot be replicated anywhere else. This is why I am airborne. That and to be surrounded by people that are just as crazy as I am." I hope I can stay on jump status for as long as I am in the Army with the exception of a couple tours to South Korea. My dream once I make SGT is to become a jumpmaster and be that guy yelling at people for facing the wrong way. haha
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That is exactly what happened with me. I was a LRS scout and we often jumped MC-6 chutes. Mine did oscillate and that is why I ate it. I jump with some guys from the 519th MI and they didn't know how to use the MC-6. As you know if you don't take control of it it will run with the wind and you are going to eat it. At least that was fun to watch.
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In Ranger School, we were jumping out of a Huey up in the mountains. I was in the middle position in the door and as we scooted forward to jump, I scooted a little too far. I realized that I was good as long as the two Rangers on each side were. When the one to my left jumped, I immediately fell out after him. All of a sudden, I found myself with another chute in my face. I did the spread eagle and bounced off. I quickly slipped away and once I got on the ground, I quickly grabbed my chute as I heard RIs calling for whomever that was. I joined my squad and continued on while never admitting I was that Ranger.
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LOL. That is an awesome story. They don't jump in the mountains anymore. Thank goodness.
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Sgt Dale Briggs
Not jump related but I can sympathize with the cactus. Hunting in Montana I went prone to shoot a nice mule deer buck, I went prone right into some cactus. After the shot I stood up dropped my pants and started picking cactus spines out of my junk, must have had a dozen in me, most in my scrot , hurt pulling those bastards out.
Sorry wrong spot a reply for the Major below, my bad.
Sorry wrong spot a reply for the Major below, my bad.
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I landed on a patch of prickly pears on a night equipment jump and had to be carted to the medics for a shot of cortisone! Right on my 4th point of contact. Yep. 1Lt got SHAMED!
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