[Chris McKeon]

Si got up this Morning. Well seeing how the Sun was up in the Sky, this caused Me to think that I should be up in the Sky, being that the Sun Powers all Our Flights. It never ceases to amaze Me how when I have landed after Flying XC. That when some local come walking up to Me as I was Breaking Down My Predator. The Local would begin talking to Me, asking Me Question. Such as where did You Launch from? Well, this was received by the Local as rather stunning. Well, I heard but You have no Engine! I simply pointed up in the Sky, as I replied: Yes, I do, The Engine is My Engine. The local now had a Blank stare. I then tried to explain how We find Thermals; We Climb up in the Thermal. Then We go on Glide, and again, and again, on so on.

So recovering from the RBI that I had 13 Years ago has been such an overwhelming Journey. But that way I see it I was Battered but not Stoken, Well Yes, I was Broken. But even though attending Doctors did no see Me recovering, no I certainly would not Recovering to what I am today, I knew that I would recover.

I dream about once again Getting High. I want to build New Memories, yes, I Dream Wile Awake of Getting High Due to a: "A little Help from My Friend John."

[Chris McKeon]

Ok Here it is, a nice October 31st. I have been {Dreaming Awake}. Yes, I have been thinking about Flying. I tend to do that. For with Me I have not Flown in Thirteen Years, Three Days. What an eternity amount of Time to spend in as John calls where We all exist. This Gravity Secured Penitentiary that We all Exist In.

But I am seeing the Time sometime when the Weather warms up. I will once again I will take Flight.

[Chris McKeon]

Well here I sit at My desk., A Broken-Down Predator Pilot. Regarding Flying, all that I am capable of is to Dream about flight. Well I must admit that I do Quite a Bit of Dreaming while I am Awake. Well at night I have had some Dreaming Nightmares. such As Sinking out, or Worse Yet; I have Dreamed that upon landing I whacked My Predator, these Dreams were horrible. Well in spite of these nightmares. I feel that I will Fly again. Oh, what a Day that will be.

[Chris McKeon]

Well, I want to say that; Yes, I dream when i am fast asleep. I also dream when I am as now, wide am a Eyed Bushy tailed awake with my Eyes Wide open Predator Pilot. You Know My Dreams should be bearing Fruit. For when John can slip away from giving Lessons to His Students. We have a tentative plan to get Me Flying. You Guys Know, I am a pretty Sorry Character. I mean Flying My Beloved Predator While My Predator with it's as Zack Majors once said; "The Predator has an Incredible sink Rate". Well, the Predator May indeed poses an incredible Sink Rate. But even a Predator must land Sometime, somewhere. Maybe that is why some Pilots go to the Coast to Fly. We all know that if There is a ridge. and the Wind is Blowing in a direction that it is pushed up by the topography of a Cliff. Providing there is a nice Wind that is blowing into the Cliff, well this "Lift Band" Makes it almost effortless to stay up in the Air, is this not where We all want to Be up in the Air? Yes, we all just love being up in the Air. But to "FEEL" that Flying over Terraine that is not of say One's home site is Somehow in A Pilots Min is any more dangerous than the Terrian below a Pilot who is Flying a Cross Country Route, Is Silly.


Ok I want to come out and Make Myself Perfectly Clear. No piece of Topography is any Safer to Fly above, or to land upon. Pilots making poor choices regarding to Fly or not make Poor Decisions. I am being a case in Point. the winds the Day of My Pounding March Twenty-Eight Were up wards of Thirty Miles per hour. What was I thinking? Can You say Rotor? I do think about My Near Demise a lot. Even though I did the Near the cause of My Demise. I think about Flying Quite often. I should think about that Flight a lot.

[Chris McKeon]

Well I should not be doing what I almost do as a Constant. I think about Flying. I mean as a Boy I dreamed about Flying. As a Young Man I experienced Flight for the first time down in Bew Zealand. What an experience that was for Me. Fast forward Twenty Years, Twenty Years of having some incredible experiences up in the Air. Will I fly again, Flying a Hang Glider? It is Questionable that I will fly again. But heck I sure can Dream, can't I?

[Chris McKeon]

So here I am, here at My mother's House up here in Cazadero. I am watching rain come down. Flying? I have no immediate Plans to take to the Sky. Heck, it has been Thirteen Years since I last Flew. I and fust about everyone else that I know of Question if I will Ever Fly a HG again. But what the Heck; I can Dream can't I?

FLYING THOUGHTS:

It is Funny now that I Weigh a Hundred pounds Less than I did on My last Flight Thirteen Years ago. Loosing that much weight surely will affect the Sink rate of My 158 Predator. Well just as My Sister was Told back when I was living in the Kaiser Intensive care Unit. "Time will Tell".