Wednesday, July 12, 2017

The Ghosting . . .

In April I had a major life event. During maintenance on my Air conception paramotor in my garage, I broke the usual safety routine & ghosted some fingers on my right hand. My son who was home visiting, applied a tourniquet, got me to a nearby fire station & I was in surgery within a couple hours. Once I got past the shock of what happened, a voice inside said I would fly again, ride again & this would not decide my destiny. After six weeks of healing, I met with the team at Advanced Arm Dynamics for options & decided to try for a mechanical device with metal fingers first, since the insurance co. usually denies the bionic devices. While waiting for the insurance to go thru, I started making my own finger devices, each with it's own purpose, which is actually fun to create.  77 days after the incident, I flew my Miniplane 80 at the park, the next day I rode the motorcycle to work & there was a major accomplishment at work the same week. Since there are so many changes going on, it was time to re-work these blog posts from just desert trips.. to all activities of redemption whenever they happen.  
July 2nd, 1st flight since injury with "Stealth" glove.
"The Spartacus":silicone from,everything else from scratch.
"Stealth Mode": poseable wooden fingers to fly & ride.
"The Gargoyle": wood & copper steampunk
Custom throttle assist & brake extension for the bike.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Chasing the Sun . . .

After a cold, wet winter in the city, it was time to catch some sun & ride the desert wind for this first trip of 2017. I made a couple of nice paramotor flights, visited John at The Field Lab and relocated my firepit & gazebo into the new area cleared by my dozer guy. Eventually this spot will be for a large stone cabin..since I have an abundant supply of natural building blocks all around me. For now, it'll just be one of my wide open relaxation spaces.
Creek Hawk
Beer braised stuffed steak on rocket stove.

Desert Zen
Horizons in the mist.

Friday, October 21, 2016

Lord of the Butterflies . . .

Perfect fall weather for another week of desert paramotor flyin', explorin' & relaxin'. This is a 'no pumpkin spice' zone though. It was a little warm for October but calm morning winds. Made a couple of flights Monday morning at the Riversands tract in Agua Fria & then had steaks & beer with John at the field lab. Tuesday I met up with my dozer guy Jack from porter excavation  to survey a spot at the cabin tract, Neptune valley. I need an area cleared for a future building. Wednesday morning I went back to the Riversands to fly & John had invited three fellow Terlingua friends who wanted to watch me fly. I was able to soar the face of Agua Fria mountain & gaze on the rising sun. With the recent rains, blooms were everywhere, among hordes of butterflies, my favorite bugs...tarantulas are my second favorite.
Agua Fria Mt.
Bob, John, James & Joe

The force is strong with this horizon.