Waiting to board the Fletcher. Phil, Herb, Paul and I had decided we were going to try a four-way. Paul is doing camera. We just wanted to get a four-way star, have some fun and get some photos.

Right, where am I going to sit? There were two tandems on board as well but they didn't want any camera work, hence the reason Phil and Paul were able to come for a jump with me.

Herb tries his best to escape my arthritic vampire impersonation.

Trying to dock with Phil.

I love the view of the lake, the island and the airport beneath us.

Herb moving in to try and make it a three-way. This is a beautiful shot.

Herb's getting closer...

and closer...

almost...

Yay! A three-way star! Now, wouldn't it it cool if Paul could make it in and then we'd have a four-way!

Here comes Paul. We were all very aware of our height at this point, I'm just not going to say what it was.

Fantastic! We got the four-way. Moments later we broke off, turned and tracked away in a somewhat interesting pattern. It was the lowest height I've ever opened at. No, I'm not going to say what it was.

Marcel was on the PLA and took some great shots of us landing. First down was Herb.

Then Phil.

This is me under canopy.

Just touched down.

Turning to pull in one of the steering lines to collapse the canopy.

Collapsing the canopy.

OK. It's dead now.

And here comes Paul.

Canopy collected.

That was fun - a four-way star; I didn't fall over when I landed; I didn't drop onto my arse from ten feet and I didn't get dragged along the ground by my canopy - of course I'm happy!

Watching Phil trying to get the air out of his amazing 'never deflates' canopy. Don't know where Herb went though.

Are we cool or what?

Ah, yes.

I see.

Yes, we really are adrenaline soaked heroes of the sky! We had a lot of fun on that jump and I think you can see that in these pics. Thanks to Herb, Phil and Paul for jumping with me and to Paul for the shots in the air and to Marcel for the shots on the ground.