Heather: “Hey honey, want to go hang-gliding in Tucson while we’re out there?”
John: “I realise that hang-gliding is a long time dream of yours, but there’s no fucking way you’re getting me in the air with nothing but a kite to hold my ass up.”
Heather: “Hey honey, want to go hang-gliding in Tucson while we’re out there?”
John: “I realise that hang-gliding is a long time dream of yours, but there’s no fucking way you’re getting me in the air with nothing but a kite to hold my ass up.”
Yeah, I hate to say it but I’m with John on that one. Hanging on to a giant kite = AHHHHHH!
In the name of balance. I flew hang glides for six years (only gave up when I moved to Germany, another story) I promise you nothing like it in the world, if fact more like leaving this world.
For the “…giant kite …†people, hang gliding is the *safest* form of recreational flying, and safer the horse riding, ruby and football (UK) – fact/statictic from the British Hang Gliding Association.
Take a dual flight, go feel the air.
This statistic, of course, assumes that you aren’t terrified and are actually quite sound in your desires. I’m willing to guess the people who have hurt themselves are those that are terrified rather than thrill seeking and thus freeze up.
If the thought of doing something terrifies you, it is not always a matter of ‘getting out there and doing it’. Sometimes it is an activity which speaks to that person’s personal phobias.
I agree. ‘Getting out there and doing it’ doesn’t involve me communing with wasps even though some people surely find it fun.
of course I laughed my ass off when I saw this posting as I can just imagine John saying that. I would do it, but I be sh###ting myself until I got back on the ground 😉