by Charles Coxe
First it was the fog. Then rain. Then rare mid-August snow and cold that left some jumpers’ fingers too cold to pull their chutes on the first try. “I didn’t bring gloves, so I had to put my extra socks over my hands,” says Neil Amonson, a dorm supervisor at the Oakley boarding school in Park City, Utah, whose new love of BASE jumping led him to the World BASE Race above the postcard-perfect hamlet of Innfjorden, Norway.