Strange dreams...

[LearningTOfly 0]

I just thought I post my story, partially because I don't get into coversations on this forum often enough, and partially because I want to know if anyone else out there has experienced the same.

Three nights ago I had a fairly strange dream. I don't know where it was, but I was on a tracking dive with some other jumpers. I didn't know at all who they were, but we all seemed to be enjoying ourselves rightly, so I didn;t think anything of it.

Anyways, we exit I was leading the flock, belly to earth to begin with, then about halfway through, I flipped onto my back to watch the others. The wave off happened as usual, and I flipped back over and tracked a little more just to ensure I was clear. I dumped at what felt like the normal altitude.

Then the strange stuff began- I was stood up, but I didn't feel myself slowing down. I quite calmly decided that it was either a baglock or a streamer and directed my gaze upwards to verify for sure. I look up to see that it is in fact a baglock, but curiously, the bag is falling at about the same altitude as my eyes were, with the lines outstreched above... sort of like a horseshoe-baglock.

I go right to my EP's ...chop, pull silver... but I still do not slow down. In my head I'm thinking that this situation is becoming a bit more hassle than I was interested in. I look back up to see that the main apperently didn'd release properly, and now the reverve bag is entangled with it.

In the next scene of this dream I'm standing on the ground, embarassed as ever, and wondering what sort of reprimand I'm in for once I get back to the DZ... I figure that I might as well untangle the mess for them, and begin to extract the main's pilot chute through a large ring that connected the reserve bridle to the reserve bag- I figured that that was the problem that prevented the deployment. Then, out of embarassment of landing without an open canopy, I pulled the reserve out and spread it over the ground in front of me (maybe hoping no one would notice). And that was the end of what I remember of that dream.

Strange enough... but then, the very next night (night before last)... I had another dream that I was on a dive and went low...

I figured that I was about 1000' agl when I reached for my main, then stopped and thought "that cypres is going to go off any second, might as well go straight to the res" and so I did- straight to silver. I was stood up going through 700' I would say, and I looked up to watch the canopy snivel... and snivel ...and snivel

Then, as I knew I was getting really low, I grabbed the front risers and pulled down to try to present a better angle for the air to inflate the cells with. The next thing I know I'm at treetop level, with a partially inflated canopy, but moving forwards with a tremendous amount of speed (for a partially inflated canopy) The rest was fuzzy- I don;t recall what the 'end' was like...

Anyways, after each of those dreams, I woke up feeling surprizingly refreshed...
...has anyone else out there had any strange-like dreams similar to that (I know there are other threads similar... I'll be searching as well)

Blue Skies

[GeordieSkydiver 0]

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Lee _______________________________

In a world full of people, only some want to fly, is that not crazy?
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[LearningTOfly 0]

Drugs or engineering school... I haven't decided which is worse yet...

[kbordson 8]

Woke up after a VERY odd dream last night. Tried to look up the meaning (just for curiosity) and other than some Lakota symbolism, I couldn't put it together. Anyone wanna offer help?

Here's the dream:

I was in the lower level of a two story house. Preparing for leaving (trip?) Had a deposit in hand and tried to give it to the owner of the house... she tried educating me on some legal issues of the deposit. I had to finish submitting the chapter of the reference book and grab the laundry. I walked through the lower level and kept walking.... found the dishwasher, but no washer/dryer..... kept walking through the house. Ended up blocks away. Rode back on a horse, sitting backwards. Stopped at a stoplight at a corner like in Fort Worth near the Opera House, there were character actors in costume. Tried to ignore them... got back to the house. K9 unit there. Cop with a dog on a leash outside the house yelling and shooting. My younger sister runs in cuz my mom is in there.... We get to her and even though she is alive and unharmed, we bury her under a thin level of dirt.... lots of nasty bugs.

I have the weirdest dreams! Anyone think that there's any hope of understanding that one?