Today I glided. Two days before I went, I learned that gliding was flying in an engineless plane, which opened up a whole new set of questions for me. Like - how do we get up in the air?
Well, to get said engineless plane into the air takes one plane with an engine and an FAA certified tow rope. At 7,000 feet, the pilot of my glider released the rope and our bumpy trip into the atmosphere suddenly became very smooth and quiet.
If I had to sum gliding up in one word, it'd be peaceful.
Or, to sum it up in the words of my pilot, "I feel like a kid on a playground with my hands in the air."
And the analogy worked. I was on cloud nine on a playground in the sky.
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