I wish I was greatly inspired to write because todays flight had all the elements. Yesterday I stopped at Shell Creek to see if I could resume flying there. I’d seen that the SW Florida Sky Diving Club had changed hands and was hoping that I might be welcomed back.
I was! Richard, who I had thought was dead, told me he was indeed the manager and the Skydiving Club had no right to run me off. Frank said basically the same thing. I’m back!
It looked to be a beautiful morning. There were patches of ground fog and the sky was clear. BUT … when I turned back to the airfield, it was completely socked in. I was able to see the Airpark on the FlySkyHi app but it wasn’t until I had descended to 300 feet that I was able to see enough of the surface to locate the runway.
Powered Paragliding. A most Personal form of Flight 