Would you laugh if we told you that skydiving parties are very much a thing? …and that they have a name? …and that that name is a kooky tradition from the
Pretty much every dropzone in the world – no matter how small it is – boasts at least one yearly boogie to bring together its loyal local jumpers (and lots of visitors from far-flung provenance). Some of these events are much, much bigger than that: downright gargantuan flurries of falling people and ascending aircraft, sending jumpers of every discipline under the sun into the fray. From big to small, skydiving boogies are a reliably good time, and that’s why they’re such a revered tradition of the sport.
Until the “invention” of the skydiving boogie in the 1970s, skydivers only really got together in multi-dropzone-community groups to participate in USPA-officiated competitions. Specifically – at regional and national jump meets, kinda-sorta in the style of high school track teams. When the meet was over, everyone would go home to their own airfield and only really see each other again at the next one.
While nobody knows for sure, the going guess is that the skydiving boogie owes its existence – and its silly name – to a film: specifically, the first major skydiving film the public ever saw, called Gypsy Moths. One of the jumpers who appears in Gypsy Moths (a prominent skydiving athlete of that age named Garth “Tag” Taggart) was asked to celebrate the success of the film by organizing a skydiving event in his Indiana hometown, just for fun. No competition necessary. In September of 1972, Garth went ahead and did just that. (Cool fact: that first boogie is recorded in the late Pat Work’s fascinating record of early skydiving, entitled “United We Fall“.)
So… about that name.
These days, the boogie is oh so very alive — especially at WNY! We love celebrating our Skyvan Boogie at WNY Skydiving, and we cleave as close as we can to the spirit of fun that Garth Taggart initiated.
The WNY Skyvan Skydiving Boogie is an annual affair, centered around the noble Skyvan. What’s that, you ask? A great skydiving plane, which offers the biggest door in the business to launch rear-exit shenanigans like you would not believe. Large group exits? Gainers? Trying your hand at hanging (if you
We know you’re going to come for the jumps and you’re going to stay for the party, right? After all, it’s a fine tradition established by our hard-charging forebears. We’ll see you there!