Chris McKeon wrote:Well it has been a great run for My Predator. But as time has gone on, it seems that the Predator is no longer the Glider that rules!
Chris,
If you watch "Big Blue Sky", you'll find that over 90% of that movie shows people flying what we now consider "outdated" gliders.
How could the people flying those old gliders have been having any fun at all with such poor equipment?
How could skiers have ever had fun with wooden skis? How could bicyclists have had fun with old carbon steel bicycles? How could computer enthusiasts have had fun with 5 megahertz computers?
These can be puzzling questions until you realize that fun isn't measured by absolute standards. Fun is a state of mind within ourselves. Fun comes from challenging ourselves to do better than we have done before. Fun is a personal reward for improving ourselves.
Fun is always available to us - with any technology - when we focus on our own activity without trying to compare ourselves to others.
My lowly Falcon would have been the hottest glider at the 1971 Otto Meet. If it had been there, should its mere presence have diminished anyone else's fun?
As human beings we are in a perpetual competition. We compete with others for food, for mates, for jobs, and even for parking spaces. Competition is vital to us, but I think it's also good for us to have some parts of our lives set aside from competition where we can enjoy our recreation for its own sake. That's how I enjoy hang gliding. It's about me improving me ... on any glider. It doesn't matter if I'm flying an old Falcon or Condor. My fun comes from being the best Falcon or Condor pilot that I can be on any given day.
James Taylor said it very well: "The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time."
Chris, when you fly your Predator again, it can still do everything that it ever did. It can still give you every moment of fun that it ever did. But only if you don't kill that fun by focusing on what someone else can do with some other glider. Fly to fly. That's the dream.