Para-glider soaring - Greeting card

Let go the surly bonds of Earth in a momentary flight of fancy into pristine space between heaven and Earth. You slowly circle as a bubble of warm air gently lifts you toward the clouds. Paragliding allows you a lightness of being that radiates throughout your mind and body. With your new wing, you break free of work, responsibilities and the usual life. Free-flowing air rushes past your ears. You soar on the thermals with the grace of an eagle. You feel like Icarus, yet your wing holds true and you may fly as close to the sun as you like. Below, your shadow creates a moving dot upon the landscape. You look left, then right and upward toward the lines and nylon that mesh with the "perfect speed." Jonathan Livingston Seagull also flew for the joy of it. You fly for the love of it. Jonathan asked Chiang, "What is heaven?" Chiang answered, "Heaven is not a place; it is not a time…you will be begin to touch heaven the moment you touch perfect speed... and that isn't flying at a million miles per hour or the speed of light. Because any number is a limit and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, Jonathan, is being there." With a paraglider, you embody "being there."
Para-glider soaring off Lookout Mountion, Golden, CO © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge


Para-glider soaring off Lookout Mountion, Golden, CO © 2012 Frosty Wooldridge

Just off Lookout Mountain at 2,000 feet above Golden, Colorado, a paraglider hangs on the thermals rising from the valley below. Dozens of paragliders launch their wings a few yards from the "School of Mines" stone garden on the Lariat Loop on Lookout Mountain Road. Every weekend, paragliders create giant butterfly colors in the sky. Dozens of people gather to watch from adjacent cliffs and from the road far below.