So I went up in Dad’s new SixChuter on Sunday, and took some film and still pics while dangling precariously above the earth for a couple hours. Photos here on Flickr, and Youtube videos here, including a beautiful sunset and a bumpy, windy landing. Flew alongside some ducks, startled some cows and horses, and flushed a huge owl out of the trees. Got lots of waves from people in lawn chairs and on porches.
me: “Hey, Dad, I brought my camera- I’m going to try to get some video while we are up.”
Dad: “Does that thing have a strap? Does it? Good. Better hold onto it, 'cause anything gets loose it flies directly into the prop and we’re going down. Okay?”
The take-off is the best: noisy motor winds up, then you are traveling along the grass faster than a dirt bike, and the sail behind you begins to inflate. With no warning at all, you are plucked gently from the ground as though God has you on the end of a string.
Any questions? Ask the chick who flew in the ultralight…