Current mood:	relaxed
Current music:	"Learning to Fly" by Pink Floyd
Entry tags:	travel

Hang gliding
Down in North Carolina for a family reunion, a couple of miles south of Kitty Hawk, and on a whim yesterday I tried hang gliding for the first time.

Really really fun. Much more fun than I expected it to be. If I found snowboarding more natural than skiing (or waterskiing, for that matter), I found hang gliding more natural than snowboarding. The thing that you've strapped yourself to wants to fly, getting off the ground is easy.

Landing a bit trickier, mind you. I fell unceremoniously out of the sky a couple of times in a heap and have a few bruises to show for it. It's now very clear to me why the Wright brothers chose this part of the country to try their famed experiments: Falling on a sand dune is relatively pleasant. By the end of the afternoon, though, I'd managed to come down on my feet and not fall over in the attempt. I'll probably be trying this again.