3 jumps. 2 coach jumps w/ Casey

Chilly, very little wind. Cessna 182 all day.

Got on load 1 to do a 2-way with Rick. Never met him before. I went out on the step, he dove out after me. Got together, did a 360, got together again, broke off, tracked away, open at 3000.

Packed to get on load 2 with Casey to do fall rate changes. I went out on the step, he came out with me. I floated up to catch him. I thought we would dock for a second, but as soon as we touched hands, he backed off and sank. Surprised me a little. I got down to his level and we just about redocked again before we were at 5000 and had to turn to track away. I went a little further on my final leg and was near the little hills before the cornfield. I flared based on the top of the hill, realized that I was going to land in the lower part, so I held the partial flare, flared the rest of the way a second later, and slid in the landing.

Packed to get on load 4 with Casey to do swoop and docks. We went out on the step, I dove out after him. Waited half a second too long. I kept my arms in the normal position for a few seconds before remembering that I was supposed to be swooping down. Got easily into the dive, and overshot. Admittedly, I was trying to make up the time I lost, so I overcompensated. He sunk again, I swooped and overshot again. Didn't get it right, but I definitely have the feeling of what swooping is supposed to feel like for next time. Landed in front of the white building, about 8 feet before the taxiway.