El paracaidista recibió un impacto en la cabeza por parte de otro integrante del grupo y perdió el conocimiento durante la caída libre.

No te pierdas:Paracaidista sufre fuerte choque contra pared por filmarse a sí mismo en su caída…

Un paracaidista ha compartido en la Red la grabación de un salto grupal durante el cual perdió el conocimiento tras resultar golpeado por un compañero a gran velocidad y en plena caída libre.

En las imágenes se aprecia cómo Ben Pigeon, el autor de la publicación, deja de moverse tras recibir el violento impacto a aproximadamente 3.000 metros de altura. Para su suerte, otro integrante del grupo se percata de la situación, ajusta su trayectoria para acercarse y activar su paracaídas.

“Estoy publicando estoy porque estoy aburrido, pero también para promover la regla de los 6 pies (1,82 metros)”, escribió Pigeon en una irónica referencia al distanciamiento social para prevenir los contagios de coronavirus.

“Si hubiésemos usado la regla de los seis pies durante el salto, un fémur no habría contactado con mi cabeza a más de 320 km/h”, añadió, y aseguró que el golpe le provocó una pérdida de memoria de tres días.

“Para los que no sean paracaidistas, ubicar la zona de caída puede ser difícil. Especialmente en esta área porque es tierra de cultivo y todo se ve igual. Tienes que identificar las carreteras para descifrar dónde estás”, escribió. Y continuó: “Cómo encontré la zona de caída es un misterio para mí. Pude haber caído sobre líneas eléctricas o la autopista”.

El salto tuvo lugar cerca de Dallas (Texas, EE.UU.) en 2014, pero inicialmente Pigeon se abstuvo de publicar el material gráfico para que no lo viera su familia.

I am posting this because I am bored, but also to promote the 6 foot rule. If we had used the 6’ rule during this jump. A femur would not have connected with my head at 200 plus mph. But then again, following the 6 foot rule, a fellow jumper would not have been allowed to pull my chute when I was knocked unconscious at 10,000 feet.Side note: For nonskydivers, finding the drop zone can be difficult. Especially at this dz because it is all farmland, and it all looks the same. You have to identify roads to figure out where you are. I was so concussed that lost 3 days of memory. How I found the drop zone is beyond me. I could have dropped into power lines or the highway. Not only did I find it. I flew a perfect student pattern, but did not have the strength to flare (meaning the landing hurt also).I was so out of it. When first asked if I was ok, I said ‘what do you mean I just got out of my tent,’ and then pointed to my parachute. I am not saying Jesus took the toggles, but someone looked after me that day. July 2014 *Because I keep getting asked: the skydiver that hit me did not receive any injuries, and was able to go back to work at iFLY the next day. 👍6 foot rule is a joke about social separation in America due to the corona virus. Nothing to do with skydiving. I have slowed down on jumping. Not because of this, but because the majority of my close jumping buddies have moved on to bigger drop zones / different life chapters (Miss those guys/girls)Yes you can share it. Please do! It could save a life (sorry for not posting it sooner)—————————————————————Below is Andy’s (the jumper who saved me) response/post related to the jump. In hind site, I should have asked him before making the original post considering his skydiving IQ is 1000 times higher than mine. That and also he remembers the weekend. This post is long over due. In 2014, shortly after this jump, I was asked not to share this video. The jumper that got knocked out never wanted his family to see it, so I respected his wishes. Well, he posted it earlier this week, without my consent. In my opinion, it was lacking proper explanation, as we can all learn from this accident. I know I did.Context: I was visiting Skydive Dallas to do some organizing, one of the local instructors had contacted me about putting on an Angle/Tracking camp. I didn’t really know any of the participants, so I relied on the locals to sort out the groups. This video is of the 20th and final jump of the weekend. We did 10 jumps that day. The first 9 went off without a hitch. Most of the jumpers were done jumping, it was down to me and 3 participants. On this jump, they decided that they wanted to do a dive flow that I had done earlier in the weekend. It’s a head down drill dive that I have done more times than I can count. Basically, we exit head down, open up to a round, and drop grips. Then, I move away from the group and stop, so they can work on approaching a head down group. We don’t pick up grips again, just fly on level. The plan is to move, STOP, move, STOP. We would do that a few times until break off. We walked this dive on the ground, everything from climb out to break off. I was very clear about the dive plan and everyone seemed to understand.Hindsight being 20/20, we should’ve stopped at 9 jumps. It was a hot Texas summer day and I was wiped out. I’m a full-time skydiver that’s accustomed to jumping all day. If I’m tired, it’s safe to say that these jumpers were tired as well.You can see in the video: There was some confusion between the jumpers on climb out order and exit position— even though we dirt dove it. (Thats a good indication that they were tired. The jumper that gets knocked out forgot to buckle his helmet. I’m embarrassed to say that, I as well as, everyone else failed to notice.) We exit ,and it spins around a bit and then settles. We drop grips, and I move away. At this point, one jumper goes off level and bails to his sit. I stop. The other two jumpers approach and stop. Seeing how far away the outside jumper was, I decided not to move further away. I wanted him to make it back into the skydive. If he was at my 12 o’clock position, I decided to drive towards my 3 o’clock position to shorten his approach. I quickly realized, his approach was at a very high speed. I stopped immediately. It was clear to me that he was fixated on me and unaware of the other jumpers. Once he recognized that he was doing a fly by, he flattens out to his back and picks up speed. He then goes into a fetal position and crashes through the head of another jumper. The jumper that was hit was fixated on me as well—he never saw the dude coming.The save: The hit obviously had knocked him unconscious. I immediately go to my back and start to drive at the jumper who who was hit. He was in a flat spin on his back. The only thought I remember having was “Get there.” I then transition to my belly, and use all the surface area I could to fly over to him. I stop his spin, and tried to roll him over to his belly to no avail. (Apparently roll overs are easier when they’re awake.) At 5,000 feet I make the decision to pull his reserve. My logic behind the decision of pulling his reserve, rather than his main, is that the reserve is designed to open and land more docile than a typical main parachute. If he fell all the way until his AAD fired —he would be under a reserve anyway, but with 4,000 less feet of altitude to regain consciousness. I then got down to the ground as fast as I could, so that I could notify someone to call 911.The aftermath:The KO’d jumper regained consciousness under his reserve, and somehow flew a text book student pattern. He landed like a sack of potatoes in the main landing area. The other jumper landed safely in the main as well. Everyone walked away that day. Some with a bruised ego, some with a bruised face.So what did I learn?Ask more questions. Make sure that everyone is ready for the planned jump. The jumper that flew into the head of the other guy was a tunnel instructor. He kicked ass all day. 9 jumps with no issues. When he wanted to do this 10th jump, I ASSUMED he could handle it. I was wrong. Tunnel is an excellent place to hone our skills, but it is no replacement for a skydive.I’m sharing this because we can all learn from it. As jumpers we do our best at minimizing the risk, but we can never eliminate it. Everybody makes mistakes. The bigger mistake would be to not learn from those mistakes. Truth is, this accident could’ve happened to anyone. This accident changed the way I go about jumping—for the better. Hopefully it’ll do the same for you!

Posted by Ben Pigeon on Friday, March 27, 2020

H/T – Cachicha