Gutted.

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I spent seven hours sitting waiting to be called to pull on a jumpsuit and a harness to go skydiving.

Sadly though the weather conditions were against us and the decision was made to give up and come home. The skydive will now take place as soon as Yvoone and I can get a date sorted out where we can both go back to St Andrews to complete our jumps.

Comments

Divemaster GranDad said…
Sorry to here it too, Cuzz. But I think it's a bummer for a different reason...the tandem dive I did on my 40th was one of the biggest rushes I've ever had. I think Stuart should give it a go too...maybe he'll change his mind.
10:31 am
Wreckless Euroafrican said…
The next rush stuart has will be his first.
And whats wrong with jumping in poor weather anyway? Didn't figure you for a whoos.....


Salagatle!
12:37 pm
jenny said…
You just be sure to take care of wee Yvonne next time round!
12:41 pm
jenny said…
christs sakes answer your phone or get on yahoo
2:28 pm
Divemaster GranDad said…
Yo... any particular reason why you've ignored your "adoring public" for the last few days?
2:29 pm
Ross Douglas said…
Thanks to everyone for your comments.
12:40 pm
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