I made a teeny tiny trip to Meadow Peak Skydiving this summer to get a teeny tiny glimpse of the legend of Lost Prairie. I’ve been hearing about it for all of my 13 years of jumping and wanted to know: What does Lost Prairie mean to the people who love it?
Here’s what they told me.
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It’s a hand. He says.
“Summer camp for skydivers,” says Monkey Boy.
Deb loves the mountains and air and skydivers and everything, I think. And everyone loves Deb!
Lost Prairie means wasps. Huge wasps. Huge skydiving wasps. Huge skydiving wasps that take almost an hour to illustrate.
“Lost Prairie: If you weren’t wasted, the week was!!” Deano knows how to get it done.
Rhonda, like all manifest gods and goddesses, in her happy place in the box.
“We are fa-mi-ly.” You can hear the song, right?
How does Thomas get to skydive in a huge mug of beer? Just another Airspeed perk, I guess.
This young lady is underage. You skydivers are setting a bad example. Do you even see what is going on in this picture?!
Lost Prairie means PBR to North Dakotans. I don’t know what doesn’t mean PBR to North Dakotans.
The EMS team on hand was awesome. “I hope they find me soon, I’m hungry.”
Everyone’s a critic. So we made the critic make his own artwork.
Lost Prairie means Naked Rock to Pantz. Note the “freefly awesomeness” she is preparing to organize.
“From your local EMS ground crew: We love to see you come in like leaves, not lawn darts!” One of the EMS crew even made her first jump at LP and is now one of uslaugh>
What does Lost Prairie mean to you?