Transitions

I just arrived in Seattle and am waiting for my connecting flight to Wenatchee, WA. From there I’ll ride with Ben Dunn up to Chelan for six days of competition at the Chelan XC Classic. This will be my second sanctioned comp this year.

This is the 4th dedicated hang gliding vacation I have taken. I always enjoy the first day of these trips, traveling to some distant site. The week prior at work is, by necessity, always hectic and long. The shift to travel mode, and the sudden onset of anticipation, excitement, and nerves, for the flying ahead is invigorating. The week ahead seems endless and I inevitably start the trip with the sensation that it will last forever. Of course it won’t, but it’s a nice feeling regardless…


I wonder if they will serve fried chicken on my flight?