Q and I slept on the boat last night so we were close to the field at dawn. What a beautiful sunrise! I slipped out of bed and as quietly as possible, raised the anchor and motored back to the marina all the while shooting pictures of the eastern horizon. It was one of those maroon and orange sunrises with just enough cloud to paint a masterpiece.
John was at the field when I arrived and we both took off quickly. The air was mostly good with a few areas of down slope turbulence. I stayed up 45 minutes flying in the park and over the marina.
Powered Paragliding. A most Personal form of Flight 