With main canopy's ranging from 300 cubic inch capacity to over 900 cubic inch capacity, my Strato-Cloud Lite came in at 569 cubic inches. It was a forgiving parachute even for someone my size while still being pretty darned quick and responsive.
Square canapies come in 5, 7, and 9 cell versions. My Strato-Cloud was a 7 cell chute like this one;
Mine was, from the end cells to the center cell, yellow, orange, red and white.
Why does every flight always seem to smell like butt towards the end?
Ah. Story time.
I was flying a very old man and his two grandsons (or were they great-grandsons?) from Teterboro to Tampa Saint Pete. The boys were playing with laptops or some gadgets, and Grandpa was reading.
Let me set this up for you.
The Lear uses an air bleed from the compressor section of the engines, cools that 200 c air with a HX and lets it flow into the cabin for pressurization. In front of me is the instrument panel, and behind that panel are two "outflow valves." The valves are designed to react to whatever pressure setting is dialed into the cabin altitude controller. So, air is constantly being pumped into the REAR of the cabin, and it is constantly exiting through the valves behind my instrument panel.
That means that any air in the cabin eventually passes by the crew on its way out of the airplane.
So, we have been in a descent for a few minutes, set the cabin controller to sea level, and more and more air is being allowed to leave the cabin, as less and less relative pressure is needed in the cabin for breathing, due to the partial pressure of oxygen needed for respiration in human lungs.
We have passed over the northern border of Florida, and everything is going fine.
At that time, Grandpa releases what must be a month's worth of digestive gas byproducts into the cabin air, with a sound I could clearly hear on the leather upholstery, and well over the whine of the engines in reduced power.
Immediately, I donned my emergency oxygen mask, as did the other pilot. We finished the flight using the mask microphones until we were cleared to land. By then, all traces of Grandpa's release were somewhere over Disney World.
I logged it as an in-flight test of the emergency oxygen system.
[Avatar photo from a Florida training accident. Everyone walked away.] 2 Tim 3:16-17