In the wake of accidents, incidents and far, far, FAR too many BSBD’s in the recent weeks, it’s sometimes hard to remember why we do this stuff in the first place, when the costs seem so great. But, then we remember that feeling. The first jump. The love we have for each other and all our sky-brother and sky-sisters. That bond that skydivers around the world share that makes our community so unique and so strong. I can’t explain it, but I can certainly feel it. We will always remember those lost, but I can’t think of a better way to honor their memories than getting all bad-ass in the sky. Fun, challenging jumps that exude pure joy and love for human flight.