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Monday, November 01, 2004

Equinox 2004

The day of the boogie arrives and we’re introduced to all the load organisers and other staff. We’ve already met a few, Susie, Macca’s daughter and editor of the Ozzie skydive mag, Wayno, her fella with 9000 jumps, he’s already given me some 1 on 1 canopy coaching and promises to do some great video work during the boogie. Amy, ex- sugar gliderz, I met in Arizona and again in Brazil is gonna be doing some FF stuff and are very own George is doing some atmonauti. Crikey is doing tracking and big way FF as is Scotty and there are loads of flatty organisers too, including Luke who seems to prefer to jump with his clothes off, something that Shaz can’t wait to join in with. So ensues a week of crazy jumping, great entertainment (see Herman and the bongo guy out by the pool every evening, followed by DJ Ritchie laying down some great sounds into the night). Not forgetting of course the raffle every night, with me being jammy enough to win a custom jumpsuit which with any luck will be ready by Christmas, nice pressie for me!

The days fly by and we meet some more of the locals, Ian, Blakey, Coombesy, Ryan, Lito, Pizza, Freydos, Daniel, Carole, Monkey the list goes on and on. Even Rob’s friend Howard, from back home who he hasn’t seen since the last Nox (owing largely to the fact he now lives in Brisbane!) Shaz and Rob opt for the Nox haircut and give each other mohicans and then go round gathering others to succumb to the same. The talent competition sees Amy giving a jaw dropping performance with a hula hoop while some other poor girl tries to get everyone to join in with a song from her childhood that unfortunately no-one knows, cue tumbleweed blowing across the stage. Shaz fails to get on the world record nudy way but has a good time trying, we all skip out the back of the skyvan hand in hand, the chicks get some coaching off Amy and I take my first dock head down. Before we know it the last load has gone up, the last tune has been played and the majority of the 400 strong crowd has departed again.

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