After our wheeler ride to Dripping Springs, Gary invited Paul up for a ride in his beautiful power parachute. Paul agreed (of coure) and I tagged along to get a few pictures.
While waiting for the power chute to warm up, I went over to talk to Dale, the pilot who gives ultralight rides. He and I decided to go up and fly around with Paul and Gary! Ha...I am really terrified to do this, but feel as though I should work through my fear and do it...so off we go into the wild blue yonder. And yes...I was terrified! Dale didn't help matters much, having a blast demonstrating a few "tricks" and "G forces in my butt." (to use his terminology) Banking hard to the left, then right (like a figure 8) with the plane at a wild angle to the ground. Takeoff and landing were a breeze in comparison. I felt a tiny bit dizzy when we finally landed.
We did manage to fly circles around Paul and Gary, and I even used both hands to get some photos.
We finished the day by going to the Black Rock Cafe and buying dinner for Gary and Jerrie.
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