It took a marauding Canadian to motivate the Portland crew to add yet another beautiful object to our inventory. I've been driving under this crane for weeks, thinking to myself "gee, it sure looks like it's tall enough to jump." When brought up to other folks, all I received was derision and laughter.
Turns out that the Canadian, laser rangefinder in hand, marked it at somewhere between 180 and 220 feet. During a windy weekend, he convinced us that "the wind has dropped and conditions are perfect." Of course, I'm not packed so I rush together a "Portland special" packjob and off we go.
Perhaps not surprisingly, ten minutes later the winds are quite substantial. No reason to modify a perfectly good jump plan, is it? Well, problem is that the landing area is now a crosswind setup. The new plan? Work it out under canopy.
Through the fence, gear on, up the ladder. Our ground crew thoughtfully points out our progress on the climb to the neighborhood whuffos, resulting in a nice audience for our jump. It's all about the audience!
We arrive below the control booth only to find the trapdoor locked. There's a V2-ish route around the outside of the structure, but for some reason Spence and Tom aren't so eager to play that game in the rainy, windy, slippery conditions of the metal superstructure. Sissies.
Thus, we tie off right there and set up for jumping. How high to impact? Uh, probably 160 or so. . . maybe. Tom's off, turns into the wind and nails a nice landing in a tight section of clear roadway. I'm off next, follow Tom's lead but can't quite squeeze in next to the stoplights and street lamps. Left end cell catches the stoplight - pop - though it comes off pretty easy. Man, those 285s sure are wide bastards, aren't they? Nothing a little duct tape won't fix. Spence chooses the crosswind landing area - wise man.
A little traffic has to route around us as we pack up, but soon we're off and running back to the Vulva. Wet, amped, and satisfied for the night, it's time to have some good, clean fun back at the Wolf Den.
There's another nice crane nearby. Shorter, sketchier, and with a dodgier landing area. Sounds perfect! Now, if only the 30+ mph winds would slow a bit, we'd get that one too.
This is our first new object in the inventory since Big Nik left us behind. This one's for you, my friend.
Peace,
D-d0g
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