california

Yesterday I arrived at the parking lot at 6:00pm. The 14 or so mph winds were SSW. Dingo & Pat had just landed at Dave's Perch & Rick was circling nearby preparing to land. In the parking lot the conversations ranged from "It's extremely difficult to land at the perch" to "the winds are too southy & bumpy to be flying". I remained in the parking lot while Dingo, Pat & Rick sat at the perch enjoying the sun crawling ever so closer to the horizon.

The minute hand hit 12'oclock, it was 7:00pm & I there I was, still sitting in the parking lot listening to all the reasons why it was not a good day to fly. Dingo layed out his wing & launched, Rick followed & not far behind was Pat. I threw my wing over my shoulder, walked out to the launch & joined the pilots. True, the air was bumpy and very southy but there we were flying in it. I thought of what must have been being said in the parking lot, interrupted by the jolt of air carrying me upwards.