Today was a great day flying at Whidbey once the winds died down just a tad from their more forceful morning gusts. I arrived around 12:30 in the afternoon to find that there were maybe 25 pilots either scattered about the launch area, else huddled in masses for…
When many people think about paragliding, they wonder what on earth would prompt somebody to jump off of a cliff into the sky.’Never mind that we don't actually jump ’rather, we just run down-hill until taking flight. Yet even among those who understand the process a bit better…
I had the best flight of my flying career so far last Sunday at Tiger Mountain . The skies were clear, winds were light, and the lift was abundant. I had three flights that day. The first was a launch off of North Tiger which lasted 24 minutes…
I had a mildly harrowing flight today off of Tiger Mt. Conditions were questionable, from either North or South launch. On the South launch, winds were cycling from 3-15 MPH, driven mostly by sun-heated atabatic flow, in cycles lasting about two minutes long. In the lulls, however, the…
Today was my first solo flight off of Tiger Mountain, and it was quite an event. The day began with some additional practice kiting on the South end of Lake Sammamish. The wind was rather erratic, sometimes from the South, and sometimes from the West. That made practice…
Many are the times where I have been hiking or kayaking throughout the Snoqualmie region and noticed various airborne craft with people dangling precariously below. Sometimes it was a paraglider, others it was a hang-glider, but in all cases, there was something about watching the freedom of their…
Many are the times where I have been hiking or kayaking throughout the Snoqualmie region and noticed various airborne craft with people dangling precariously below. Sometimes it was a paraglider, others it was a hang-glider, but in all cases, there was something about watching the freedom of their…
I did it! Monday, 10/4/93, at about 6:00p. My flight lesson started at 5:15p, and I did 4 landings and one go-around with my instructor. He did one "uh-oh... what do you do now?" after another. He would pull my power off, or tell me to make an…
I'm 10 miles outside of the Indianapolis beltway at a rest stop on Highway 70 East. One wouldn't expect there to be much beauty or significance to look at from such a spot, yet the whole area has taken on a profound atmosphere. I'm seated beneath a small…