I took my little boys to watch a friend fly his paraplane last week, and they were thrilled. It basically flies by pushing itself forward, which puts air into a giant parachute up above. It’s pretty neat to watch him drift lazily by, and even though it’s a two-seater I prefer the view from the ground.

I suppose it’s ironic that I like approaching 200 miles an hour on a motorcycle, but I don’t like airplanes. When I am told I must fly somewhere for work, I comfort myself by looking out the window as we take off. Most jets that fly out of Bismarck go airborne at 120 to 140 miles per hour, which is nothing for me; I’ve still got a few more gears at that speed!

My little two year old assured me, after watching the paraplane flight, that he is going to be three soon…and that means that he can fly the airplane. He told me how he will turn the key, it will make the propeller turn, and he’ll go up in the sky! His one year old brother and I will be able to watch him fly around, he says. I guess he’s got it all figured out.

Another milestone was reached with this photo, as it’s my 49,000th picture with this camera. I want a new one very badly but don’t have the money for it. If that makes your heart well up with pity, click on the “Donate” link on the right hand panel and contribute to Clint’s Camera Fund™!