The Beerline Swoop League’s story, like many other skydiving stories started with alcohol around a fire pit and then continued around some random coffee table in a forgotten camper somewhere at Skydive New England‘s campground. There were many “meetings” and countless hours dedicated to the discussion of the governing rules and regulations presented. Numerous livers, lungs, and brain cells were disrespected in order to concoct this absolute masterpiece of a competition. We hope that you and your local Drop Zone are able to enjoy this as much as the makers have while making it. May the temperature remain warm and the winds forever light.

Swoops UPPPPPPPPPP!