Captain Manicorn

09/24/2026

Big props to Oliver

Jumping off a bridge in France with my teammate Oliver. Waterfall jump, clean exit, smooth flight. But the real MVP here? Oliver's camera awareness. Watch him track that lens like his life depends on it.

In BASE jumping, you fly where you look. Object fixation is how people hit things. Your eyes should be on the horizon, reading the air, managing your speed. Not staring at a camera floating next to you.

But Oliver? He's built different. Full eye contact with the 360 cam the entire way down. Commitment level: expert. Camera awareness: flawless. Survival instinct: questionable.

I'm just grateful he made it to the landing so I could roast him for it.

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09/24/2026

Small mistakes add up fast.

A couple years ago I nearly had line twist into trees. I got greedy running a proximity line, stayed deep in the trench, assumed I'd have a good opening after my flare.

What I've learned since breaking my ankle and laying in bed for the past three days is that it's better to back off 40% and give myself room for error. In BASE, you're gonna have errors. If you're playing it close, it's just a matter of time before you can't save yourself and end up in the hospital or worse.

I'm pretty conservative now and even then the chances of accident are still high.

Should I have pulled the rears? I don't think so. That probably would have cost me too much altitude, I would have had to stall the canopy, and I still wouldn't have had the toggles pop, which would have created a surge when I turned around. Probably would have smashed into the ground.

At the end of the day, if you land safely, you did the right thing.

This isn't my first extreme sport. Motocross, mixed martial arts, downhill mountain biking. I hit the ground a lot. The ground always wins.

So if I could give you one piece of advice, give yourself more room for error. Nobody is perfect, and it's just a matter of time before we meet the ground. Trust me, you always come to a fast stop.

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[P10R1]

09/24/2026

Small mistakes add up fast.

A couple years ago I nearly had line twist into trees. I got greedy running a proximity line, stayed deep in the trench, assumed I'd have a good opening after my flare.

What I've learned since breaking my ankle and laying in bed for three days is that it's better to back off 40% and give myself room for error. In BASE, you're gonna have errors. If you're always playing it close, it's just a matter of time before you can't save yourself and end up in the hospital or worse.

I'm pretty conservative now and even then the chances of accident are still high.

Should I have pulled the rears? I don't think so. That probably would have cost me too much altitude, I would have had to stall the canopy, and I still wouldn't have had the toggles pop, which would have created a surge when I turned around. Probably would have smashed into the ground.

At the end of the day, if you land safely, you did the right thing.

This isn't my first extreme sport. Motocross, mixed martial arts, downhill mountain biking. I hit the ground a lot. The ground always wins.

So if I could give you one piece of advice, give yourself more room for error. Nobody is perfect, and it's just a matter of time before we meet the ground. Trust me, you always come to a fast stop.

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[P10R1V2]

09/23/2026

Small mistakes add up fast.

A couple years ago I nearly had line twist into trees. I got greedy running a proximity line, stayed deep in the trench, assumed I'd have a good opening after my flare.

What I've learned since breaking my ankle and laying in bed for three days is that it's better to back off 40% and give myself room for error. In BASE, you're gonna have errors. If you're always playing it close, it's just a matter of time before you can't save yourself and end up in the hospital or worse.

I'm pretty conservative now and even then the chances of accident are still high.

Should I have pulled the rears? I don't think so. That probably would have cost me too much altitude, I would have had to stall the canopy, and I still wouldn't have had the toggles pop, which would have created a surge when I turned around. Probably would have smashed into the ground.

At the end of the day, if you land safely, you did the right thing.

This isn't my first extreme sport. Motocross, mixed martial arts, downhill mountain biking. I hit the ground a lot. The ground always wins.

So if I could give you one piece of advice, give yourself more room for error. Nobody is perfect, and it's just a matter of time before we meet the ground. Trust me, you always come to a fast stop.

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[P10R1]

09/22/2026

There's nothing wrong with you.

Six months of prison therapy. Every test they had. IQ, Rorschach, all of it. I'd spent years being told I was broken. Depressed. Bipolar. ADHD. The labels piled up like excuses I could lean on.

Then my therapist sat me down with the results. "There's nothing wrong with you."

I sat there stunned. Because if nothing was wrong with me, that meant every choice I made was mine. Every bridge I burned, every person I hurt, every path I chose. Mine. No disorder to blame. No chemical imbalance. Just me, accountable for the man I'd become.

That moment broke me open. It was the hardest gift anyone ever gave me. Because once you know you're not broken, you can't hide anymore. You have to decide. Keep being the same person, or become someone new.

I walked out of that room knowing the old me had to die if the new me was ever going to live.

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09/20/2026

She forgot the kiss.

Before every jump, Sandra and I kiss. Always. Because you never know.

This was her lowest BASE jump yet. A spectator platform with actual spectators watching. Small landing zone. The kind that makes her nervous even before she gears up.

She was so locked in, so focused on not dying, she walked right past me. Straight to the edge. No kiss.

I didn't say anything. She needed that focus.

The exit was clean. The flight was solid. And when she landed in that tight zone, I felt pride flood through my chest.

She doesn't like small landings. But she nailed it anyway.

After, I told her she forgot the kiss. She laughed. Said she was too busy trying not to freak out.

Fair enough. Good job, babe.

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09/19/2026

Somebody jumped this mountain in 2022 and never went back. I found out why when I got up there. I drove across Italy for a shot at it anyway, hiked 2,300 metres, then sat on the summit for three and a half hours waiting on wind that wouldn't cooperate, not knowing if the line I wanted was even real. It was. Watch it and tell me you wouldn't have turned around.

Wingsuit BASE jumping a new exit on Antelao, the King of the Dolomi...

09/18/2026

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The ability to get there

From the valley of Chamonix, you look up and see the towering mountains above. The thought of jumping from up there would be a dream. All the Red Bull athletes, the alpinist mountaineers posting videos of snow-capped mountains while I'm stuck down on the valley floor, wishing I was up there.

I tried everything to get people to go climb with me and to teach me alpinism. It was a battle.

Finally, after two years, I met Valentin, who took a chance and helped show me the way. That opportunity led to other adventures that would finally put me standing on top of Rognon du Plan, moments away from reaching a dream.

It's not the jump itself that was the dream, you see. It was the ability to get there that was the goal.

Because I knew that even though it was a small step, that it was a step in the direction of reaching my bigger dreams to become a para-alpinist, combining my love of wingsuit BASE jumping and big mountain alpinism.

I have a long road ahead of me. This was a couple years ago, and I've come a long way since. But even now as I sit in the hospital bed with a broken ankle from a wingsuit jump a few days ago, moments like this remind me of what I'm fighting for.

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[P6R2]

09/18/2026

I jumped anyways.

Standing on that bridge railing in Switzerland, I felt a little daunted. It would’ve been easier just to crawl over the railing and stand on the ledge below the railing. Honestly, it was a bit scary. But more than anything, I wanted to see if I could do it.

That’s kind of how my whole life has played out.

I may not have a trophy case full of amazing victories. But I can amaze you with the defeats I came out of alive. The times I was supposed to quit but didn’t. The moments I stood on the edge, unsure, and made the leap anyway.

Foster care at 12. M**h addiction. Four years in federal prison. Starting over at 24 with nothing but a criminal record and a lot of anger.

Every time I thought I was done, I found one more reason to stand up. One more edge to balance on. One more jump to take.

This bridge in Switzerland? It’s just another test. Can I do it? Will I freeze? Or will I trust myself enough to leap?

I made the leap. And once again, I’m grateful I did.

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[Bridge Stand]

09/17/2026

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The ability to get there

From the valley of Chamonix, you look up and see the towering mountains above. The thought of jumping from up there would be a dream. All the Red Bull athletes, the alpinist mountaineers posting videos of snow-capped mountains while I'm stuck down on the valley floor, wishing I was up there.

I tried everything to get people to go climb with me and to teach me alpinism. It was a battle.

Finally, after two years, I met Valentin, who took a chance and helped show me the way. That opportunity led to other adventures that would finally put me standing on top of Rognon du Plan, moments away from reaching a dream.

It's not the jump itself that was the dream, you see. It was the ability to get there that was the goal.

Because I knew that even though it was a small step, that it was a step in the direction of reaching my bigger dreams to become a para-alpinist, combining my love of wingsuit BASE jumping and big mountain alpinism.

I have a long road ahead of me. This was a couple years ago, and I've come a long way since. But even now as I sit in the hospital bed with a broken ankle from a wingsuit jump a few days ago, moments like this remind me of what I'm fighting for.

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[P6R1]