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Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

There is an outfit near Atlanta - Sky Warriors I think is the name of the place. My dad and my uncle did it a few years ago. Dad brought home a neat video tape with 3 camera angles - one on the tail over looking the whole plane, one on the gunsight and one in the cockpit looking back at him. The plane was a two seater and the pilot sits in the rear seat. His job is to take off, land and keep you otherwise out of trouble. I think it was about $695 for the ride which lasted about 2 hours. Dad loved it! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

and you're still going reenlist????? Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

"Hey Bob, make sure you hook up all four points this time and don't leave her hanging upside-down like you did that poor girl yesterday!" Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

A snail got run over by a turtle, wakes up in the hospital and when asked what happened he says, "I don't know! It all happened so FAST!" Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

A young college student makes a deal with a local farmer to buy a mule. He pays the farmer $200 and the farmer is to deliver the mule the next morning. The next morning the farmer shows up and tells the student he's got some bad news. "The mule died last night", he says. Disappointed, the student says, "No problem. Just give me back my money and I'll look for another one." The farmer says, "Well, unfortunately, I can't return your money right now because I already spent it." The student thinks for a moment and then says, "Ok, give me the dead mule. The farmer asks the student what he's going to do with a dead mule and the student tells him that he's going to raffle it off. The farmer says, "You can't raffle off a dead mule!", to which the student replies, "Sure I can!" A couple of weeks later the farmer runs into the student and asks him how he made out with his dead mule raffle. The student tells him that he sold 200 tickets at $10 each, netting him a profit of $1790!! The farmer asks, "Didn't anyone get angry when they found out the mule was dead?" "Only the winner", says the student, "so I gave him his $10 back! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I'm somewhat claustraphobic - not even real crazy about getting in the Cessna!! It sure feels good getting out! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

Ditto! I did 6 1/2 years in the Air Force and hated it so bad that I burned my uniform when I got out. Now, almost 30 years later, I too realize what a hoot it was back then. Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

My son (30 years old) paid for my first tandem this past June as a father's day present. I, in turn, invited my father (77 years old) and my nephew along and we all jumped from the same plane together. My son and I got hooked and continued training, me here in NC, him in Fla. We were about neck and neck in training at 13 jumps when he got sidelined by a motorcycle accident. As soon as he's healthy he's going to resume his training and I'm only a couple of jumps away from my A license now. It's been really cool exchanging e-mails with him about our jumps and we're both looking forward to eventually jumping together again. Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

About 10 years ago, my wife of 18 years said she "needed her space" (I found out about a year later that space = another guy) and left me. I went through all the emotions from soft good-byes to hate and everything in between. There are no easy answers or short cuts to getting through this. All you can do is take one breath after another and put one foot in front of the other and move on. Most of all, believe in yourself! It will pass, it just takes time. It took me a little more than a year to get past it but things will get better and in the long run you WILL be much happier. To quote a C&W song, "There ain't no future in the past" Best of luck! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

Kind of funny, but this is newsworthy? You should see what some people have done to their copy machines!! Isaw a video clip of someone droping their copier from a hot air balloon (no parachute either)! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

With only 20 jumps, I still get nervous (less each time), but what helps me is reminding myself how much FUN it is! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I don't remember exactly how much, but after some unknown amount of tequila I found myself lying in the front yard holding on to the grass by the roots so I wouldn't fall over. Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I heard/read somewhere that we did this with the knowledge & blessing of the Yemen government that has finally been cracking down on militants there. Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I too HATE getting up on a ladder, roof, cliff, or any other high place, but will happily jump out of an airplane. Perhaps if someone could come up with a parachute with an AAD that could detect a 1 foot fall, deploy and land me safely from a 12 foot altitude, I might overcome my fear!! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

Dang!! Climb rate of 36,090 ft per minute!! Move over Frankenotter!! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

Good vibes Stevie. Nothing will take the hurt away, but thanks just the same for sharing with us. Peace

Woohoo! Congrats gal! Wished I coulda been there to share some of that beer with you. I'll hit ya up for some next weekend! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I spent many years in the copier biz and one time had this service call to repair a broken glass on a copier. After cleaning out and replacing the broken glass, I also found a piece of paper jammed in the machine. It looked VERY similar to your posted picture (altho' not quite as hairy)! Funny too, because the secretary who normally would look over my shoulder when I repaired her machine was nowhere to be found that morning!! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I think Carolina Sky Sports in North Carolina is doing one. 1-919-496-2224 (closed Mon & Tues) Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

That link just took me to my paypal account. Do we send the money to HH's e-mail address? Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I am self employed. Sometimes I think it would just be easier to get a "real" job, but then I lay down with a cold washrag across my forehead and the feeling goes away! Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

I have a military surplus store right around the corner and checked out the "jump suits" they have there. The material seemed WAY too thin to be of any use. I think some industrial coveralls might be a better choice.

Both of my dogs pretty much let me know what they like and don't like. If I say the word "ride", the get all excited and run to the car. If I say the word "bath", they run and hide. Pretty obvious to me!!! Just a couple of weekends ago I took both dogs to the beach - and both let me know in no uncertain terms that they didn't like the ocean water - and one of them is a Golden Retriever! And I already know better than to even suggest skydiving to either one of them!! lol Brisco Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want.

Sat, October 26, 2002 He Can Fly! Episcopal priest finds skydiving a path to spiritual enlightenment By Greg Garrison RELIGION NEWS SERVICE BIRMINGHAM, Ala. The Rev. William Wilson, a former Trappist monk who once lived in a hut as a hermit under a rule of silence, has tried many paths to spiritual enlightenment. One of his most rewarding and insightful has been a hobby he started a year ago - skydiving. Jumping from an airplane, then falling more than a mile to the ground while relying on a parachute, requires a mystical step of courage analogous to that of believing in God, he said. "It's a leap of faith," Wilson said. "It's a pure faith moment, gazing into the infinite." Wilson, 65, has done 23 jumps. He says that the insights he has gleaned from his hobby, which sets him free-falling at a speed of more than 100 mph, helps him as he teaches contemplative prayer and offers spiritual direction. "It was not a silly, trivial thing for a thrill," said Wilson, an associate rector at St. Luke's Episcopal Church in Mountain Brook, Ala. He had to overcome his reluctance, like a new convert answering an altar call. "It was scary as hell," Wilson said. "I just put my sensible fears aside." A videotape of his first jump last year captured his terror. "You'll see me clinging for dear life to the sides of the airplane," he said. "It's so hard to just let go and trust. But isn't that what life is all about, letting go and trusting? For any man or woman of faith, it is a leap of faith. You're risking the meaning of your life on the reliability of the person you are trusting in your leap of faith - in my case, Jesus of Nazareth. If he isn't your open parachute, your life goes down in a crumpled disaster." Americans make more than 3 million skydive jumps a year, and many of them see it as more than just a thrill, said Sandy Carruth, the president of Alabama Skydiving in Pell City. "It's like when you're driving down the road and see a beautiful sunset - there's something spiritual about that," she said. Wilson said he could feel the difference after a jump. "My senses were sharper," he said. "I was more aware of my physical surroundings. I was crawling out of this cave of the heart where I tend to live." Skydiving has been a complete turnabout from Wilson's first method of seeking the spiritual. "At heart, I'm really a solitary ascetic," Wilson said. In 1957, at age 19, he went to Iowa to live in a monastery run by the Order of Cistercians of the Strict Observance. Founded in France in A.D. 1098, the monks were popularly known as Trappists. They became famous for demanding absolute silence from the monks. The rule of perpetual silence didn't mean that Wilson could never talk, but conversation was kept to a minimum, he said. After 25 years in the monastery in which he rose to a novice master, in charge of supervising new monks, Wilson went to live in a hermitage. Being cloistered wasn't enough. He even wanted to be separate from the other monks, living for seven years as a hermit monk in his own hut on the monastery property. "I was seeking the way of renunciation as a path to mystical union with God." Like a mystic, he felt that he achieved a higher level of consciousness. "I received an insight," he said. "It was as if God said, 'The fullness of union with me that you desire, you already have it. It's my gift to you; it's impeded only to the degree that you refuse to love and be loved.' " Wilson left the monastery and started a mission organization called Amistad, which still serves destitute Indians in the mountains of Bolivia. "I wanted to see Christ in the face of the poor," Wilson said. But he said that while traveling in the United States to raise support for his mission, he fell in love. He left the Catholic priesthood to be married in 1989. He became a priest in the Episcopal Church, which allows married priests. Wilson and his wife, Susan, have two children, Will, 6, and Sue, 4. He settled into a life of practical ministry, serving the church, counseling people spiritually and taking care of his family. But inside the quiet monk, a screaming skydiver yearned to emerge. He saw a bumper sticker about skydiving and called the number. "During about a mile of free-fall, it's a true experience of flying," he said. "With speeds in excess of 100 miles per hour, with the wind rushing past, any asymmetry is going to throw you off," he said. "You only have one minute to get stable, to avoid tumbles and spins. I did some terrifying spins, like a ceiling fan. When the parachute pops open, it feels like the arms of God."