SAR Techs, Snow Tires, and other things I'll never fully understand

I got a ride on the Buffalo today with 3 SAR Techs on board. I've gotta say, those guys are some crazy Mo Fo's.
We went up towards Port Hardy and they did a free fall jump from 10,000' which in itself isn't so unusual, until you take into account the fact that they jumped into a small airstrip surrounded by high trees, water, ditches with water in them, and it was -20C at altitude. Yeah, and they think this is fun. Oh and by the way, this is considered 'easy'.
After a monstrous bowl of soup (more on that later) we headed back to Comox at roughly 1000' above the water, crawling down along the coastline on a beautiful sunny day at about 220kts. For those non-flying people, that's a smidge over 400km/h. I swear I'm never forgetting my camera at home again. BC is georgeous from the air.
After we got back to Comox, the Techs had the bright idea to do a 'confined area' static-line jump from 1500' above the ground. At free-fall velocity, that's 7 seconds to a sudden stop should there be nothing slowing you down. To top all this off, they did a 'full kit' jump, meaning they jump with a whole crapload of gear that they would carry with them on a no-shit rescue. Think of a bulging, heavy 60L backpack (big in other words). Now think about strapping this thing onto your chest, and jumping nuts first out of a perfectly good airplane and landing in an area no bigger than a tee-ball league baseball diamond surrounded by trees, powerlines, and oh yeah, the baseball backstop. They all stopped within 20m of each other. These guys are good. Crazy, but very very good.
We had snow here in Comox all day, which turned into about an inch of slush... which, when the sun went down, turned every paved surface into a skating rink. Somewhat amusing if you have a safety-bubble whithin which to make your own mistakes, however when you see 8 cars in the ditch, you kind of wonder what's really between you and them. In this case, not a whole heap!! Luckily there was a cop car and about 3 tow trucks with their lights flashing warning everyone to slow down (or stop) which I thought was (relatively) easy.
You know that last 1m of stopping your car? Normally the car just kind of bobs and halts? Yeah.. today, the front end of the car mysteriously starts sliding towards the ditch... at barely more than a walking pace. It's one of those "hmm... perhaps I should make another evaluation of the conditions" moments where you calmly recognize the fact that if you had misjudged the beginning of your braking, or if the guy in front had hit his brakes just a little harder, you probably would be part of that flashing-light parade. Snow tires don't mean diddly in this kind of weather!
Now about that soup. Called the "War Won Ton Soup" at the Airport Grill in Port Hardy, this is a massive presentation of spicy pork, tonnes of won ton's (it's a math joke, get it?), slices of chicken, and assorted chinese soup veggies in a bowl that was originally sized to hold a generous serving of whole fruits. We're talkin' big here kids! Allegedly this is the 'initiation' dish for the new guys to Port Hardy. Quite delicious actually. At least, I think it was good. I can't really remember due to the food-induced partial coma I'm still suffering from!
Is there such a thing as a partial coma?
So far I've been exposed to the Flying Beaver in Vancouver (simply being there is the initiation), and now the War Won Ton at the Airport Grill in Port Hardy. Next, I'm told, is the Spitfire Grill in Victoria where my next dish is to be the "B-52 Burger". I'm rarely intimidated by portion sizes, but after the soup... I'm wondering if I should go on a 3 day fast before heading down to the Spitfire!
Fat and happy!
