As I signed off the previous post, I was preparing to go parasailing in 'bama. Well, sure enough, the weather held out for us, and we were able to get that in. It was a blast! We got strapped into the harness and hooked to a rope about 200 yards long or so. Then, the PRs gave the thumbs up and the truck towing the rope gunned it. Simultaneously, we would start running. After about three steps I was airborne. Once we were a few hundred feet in the air, the truck would slow down. We would start descending in order to practice our PLF (parachute landing fall). If you do it correctly, it doesn't hurt really at all. We did this whole process twice. The first time we stayed attached to the truck, and it pulled us very slowly as we came down, simulating landing into the wind. This is the softest type of landing you can have. The second time, the truck releases the rope. This ensures we descend essentially straight down, which is the hardest landing possible (under a correctly deployed chute that is). All in all...I can't believe I was getting paid to do this. Especially since most folks have to pay lots of cash to do similar things at beaches and resorts. Oh yeah...I learned something too...I guess...
That Wednesday night, our entire class went out to a local bar that night to celebrate being done with API. Basically, it was a good excuse to go out and enjoy everyone's company one last time. I had a really great class for API. The next day, we had a small graduation deal. It was nothing spectacular at all...it took place in one of the classrooms. Just like that, API was done. That six weeks went by super fast.
Friday, I got up early to pick up my orders, and then I jumped over to the airport to pickup my little bro. He was kind enough to come out and drive back home with me. Unfortunately, he was sick about half the way, but he never complained about it...what a trooper.
We got home just in time to catch the last part of the party the consulting group my dad is a part of was throwing. I got to meet some very interesting people that night and later in the weekend. The rest of the weekend was spent seeing folks and getting ready to head to Corpus Christi on Sunday.
I finally made it NAS Corpus Christi on Sunday night at about 9 o'clock (2100 for you military types)...7 hours in one state. I was able to get a room at the BOQ and hit the rack, since the next morning was gonna be an early one. Four other guys from my API class and I got up early and checked in on Monday to Training Wing Four. By checking in early, we were hoping to get VT-28 which is supposed to be the best primary squadron in the wing. There were five spots left for the class which started 08 SEP, and there were five of us. So, luckily, we all got in the same class in the better of the two squadrons. I hope my luck does not run out before pipeline selection after primary.
Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday have been the busiest of all. We have all been running around base trying to check in at each base office, arranging our apartment rentals, and trying to figure out how to get our move money. What a pain it has been, but...it'll be worth it once we start ground school and the first phase of primary. We picked up our books, and the stories of the "firehose" of information were no lie...it is gonna be a steep learning curve. But, they are still paying me to go fly...thats pretty sweet! I am heading home this weekend to arrange my home of record move, so I will sign off for now. Hope everyone is doing well...enjoy the holiday weekend.
Oh yeah, college football season is starting again...finally!!!