Free Flying Into The Sunset  

warmandsexy52 64M
7186 posts
6/1/2006 3:14 am

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6/8/2006 2:39 pm

Free Flying Into The Sunset

This began as a comment on sweetbabydee07's lovely post [post 361615], but I realised that I could not send a picture. So I have re-posted here, with a picture taken by my friend at the time, knowing how nice it is to share good experiences.

Earlier this year I flew from a mountain in Northern Arizona into the sunset. There was a solar halo as the sun descended in the sky and I rode the rocky ridges and canyons for a while as my friend got his SUV down the mountainside to the wilderness below. For a while, after the tail lights disappeared I was totally alone, at least thirty miles from the nearest human habitation. The sun went down and I soared looking for magic lift, little 'hotspots' that stay warm for a short while after sunset and generate gentle thermals. Eventually it was getting very dark very quickly so I had to come down, using the headlights to track down to.

Just awesome - how I love sunsets!



ArtisticTwist75 41F
2505 posts
6/7/2006 6:37 pm

And, I'm biased but, Arizona has some of the best sunsets.

Artistic


warmandsexy52 replies on 6/8/2006 2:41 pm:
It truly has - I can vouch for that. To fly into an Arizona sunset is like an angel ascending to heaven. Beyond awe.

warm xx

wickedeasy 67F  
26878 posts
6/1/2006 11:22 am

sighs..........

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


warmandsexy52 replies on 6/1/2006 5:32 pm:
flies......

warm xx


such a simple poem - I love it! Thanks!

bluebellclara 66F

6/1/2006 7:28 am

Wow! Must be incredible to be up in the air riding the thermals. I think I would be afraid to try it, but it is so intriguing. Warm, please keep writing about the flying and how it feels.
Thanks, dear. BBC


warmandsexy52 replies on 6/1/2006 5:05 pm:
It is awesome, BBC, and a lot of fun too. I'm going flying tomorrow and I'm pretty excited already.

warm xx

TabithaElectra79 38F

6/1/2006 6:56 am

Beautiful, calm, tranquil.....


warmandsexy52 replies on 6/1/2006 1:48 pm:
The rushing sound of the wind past my ears, singing through my lines, the bleeping of my vario-altimeter, the whoosh of a wing that tucks a little in flight, the buffeting of the air. On the ground it is so serene to watch. In the sky it is communing with the elements themselves, active, passionate all-consuming.

warm xx

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