I used to sky dive back in the seventies.
Then I got married, bought a house, had a kid etc. Like Zorba the Greek said, "the full catastrophe". Not that bad really but it ended my skydiving.
Back then hang gliding was still pretty much in it's infancy. Whenever someone showed up at the drop zone on crutches, it was usually explained that he "frapped" under his hang glider.
