Chapter 17: Paragliding

I'm still here.....so this is my, in October, trying out wing number 9. I was trying to find a good wing for me to buy. I couldn't afford a new wing. So I was trying all of the used student wings. more and more.....most people dont fly more than 5 wings in their whole flying carear. and by a month and a half. I had tried ten. I even drove all the way tp San Francisco to look at one around haloween. I did find one. and no the one I was expecting.

The Ozone Geo, that was the wing that I wanted. An extra Small.....no one had a used one. I was in San Fran to look at a Hook, and a Golden. not wings I was too intrested in, but begers cant be choosers. . . . and I was broke.

But while I was in SF I met some one who had a XS Geo......cash in hand I bought it. I was a happy girl.



So this is me, in warmer times.....new wing, and new harness.....ready to go out and float on the breeze. Happy I am.

Why live Here?

Just why would any one choose to live in lame boring cookie cutter suburbia?

Because I get an epic sunset 5 out of 7 days. less than 200 yards from my house. No traffic, seasons, weather, amazing neighbors.

The last of the colors before it got cold as ....well December

I dumped a foot yesterday, and snowed again today.....and will again tomorrow

23 Degrees out
cold and Icy

More Max in suburbia, and adventure about Xanax

This is my neighborhood. I live here. There are about 20-25 of us. Glider pilots, Climbers, snoboarders and base jumpers. We live on one block. Steep Mountain Drive. In Draper Utah. Surrounded by Mormons. LDS. Plesant Ville.



I Found out that almost 90% of all women in Sandy (The next town over) are on Xanax! Serious. And it explaines a lot. Like why I get stuck behind housewives during a red light and watch the light go from Red to Green and back to red.....and they dont MOVE! and no one honks.



So on this day.....I stood on the side walk and watched the cars go by. Just started at them. They tried violently to avoid eye contact. "Keep driving, dont look at the crazy person, act like you dont seen them."

Xanax.

Lost in Suburbia

I had been having a day, one of those days where nothing was right. Where you think, let this day be over, let me go back to bed and awake in a new clean day where I can start again.

It was a day.

I walked over to my friend Loren's house. And there it was......Max, Where the Wild things are "Max"

"I'll eat you up I love you so" Where the wild things are is/was one of my most favorite books as a Kid and still is. Loren, had a "Max" outfit, that he'd made. I put it on......walked out side, and watched the cars go by.

This......it would seem
.....cheered me up vastly.

It is good to remember you are a wild thing.....lost in suburbia.



(photo: Loren Cox.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/skivvie/)

Why I live here?

This is me.....6:45 am, freezing out side in the winter. Learning to use a Speed Wing, when the wind is too windy.

You can Pick your Friends.......

So....
.....the story/rhyme goes....

"You can pick your friends,
You can pick your nose.
But you can't pick your friends nose."

This.......
.....Is not ture



My leggs. You wouldn't know it. But my legs are in San Frencisco in this photo.
I Drive out there with a heard of people from Draper Utah. They went to for a halloween/birthday party, and I went for a wing. But I went to the party too.

I bought the compleation of my first aircraft! A GLIDER! Whooohooooo
Ozone: Geo XS. Worth the 11 hour drive it took to get out there



Draper UT. My new home. Yes, yes. I know.....Yes i really AM moving to Utah. Yes, I am okay with this fact. In fact, my sister has begin to call it Utah-topia. Since I can't say enough good things about the place.

So...
.....I am, and have, more or less. Moved there. I pay rent, and at least ONE bike.....soon to be three. My climbing gear, studio, paraglider you know......me. my stuff.....it's showing up. I am gathering it. It is begun.

Draper Utah.
Nothing to see there.