Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I am so excited for tonight. No big plans but I'm looking forward to having trick or treaters for the first time in a really long time. I've decorated with pumpkins and jack-o-lanterns and spider webs and I have candy galore...
Let's hope the little goblins show up or I'm going to be stuck with a LOT of sugary goodness.
Have good days kids, play hard!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
I've got a new toy!!
No, not that kind of toy, this kind of toy!
Canon PowerShot Pro Series S5 IS 8.0MP Digital Camera with 12x Optical Image Stabilized Zoom:
Ultra-powerful 12x optical zoom
High-resolution 2.5-inch vari-angle LCD
DIGIC III Image Processor with improved Face Detection Technology and red-eye correction
I am absolutely loving it but there is so much to learn about this camera. I'm still reading the manual but Os stopped by last night and gave it his official seal of approval. Plan on seeing a lot more photos for a while kids.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
I have to admit that I feel bad for the Rockies. They had a good season and not only did they get swept but they felt the double sting of having it happen at home. You have to feel a little sad for them about that. Just making it to the Series is an accomplishment in and of itself! Well done guys!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
"...And once you have tasted flight, you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been, and there you long to return..."
The day was absolutely perfect, blue skies, warm sunshine, incredible scenery and some of the greatest people I've had the chance to meet. Everyone immediately made me feel welcome and were so encouraging. We had to wait a bit for other jumpers but then it was time to go through the jump and then board the plane. My tandem master gave me instructions; scoot to the door, hang feet out, ready, set, go and then arch, arms out, eyes open etc. He taught me how to fly the canopy and then we were loaded into the plane. When the plane started to taxi down the run way I remember thinking "no turning back now."
Then we were in the air, climbing to 9000 feet. It was a calm ride and I wasn't nervous at all. Then my tandem master said it was time to move to the door. That's when the nerves kicked in. We moved to the door and he told me to swing my feet out. It was at this point that I realized I was no longer sitting on the edge of the plane but actually hanging out of it. That was a little unnerving. Then it was "ready, set, go!" and we were out.
The initial fall was a little scary but the feeling didn't last long. Soon we were free falling and the view was incredible (I managed to open my eyes). The free fall lasted for 30 seconds and then I felt the tug from the canopy opening and suddenly we were just floating 5000 feet above the ground. I got to steer the canopy and fly around for about 5 minutes.
The view was incredible and it was such a blast being up there. The landing was a little rough with a slight injury and a huge cloud of dust but I made it through. Everyone told me that I would never look at the sky the same way again and they were right. I now find myself checking the clouds and the clear sky thinking about jumping days. I think I'm hooked!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
I watched him strap on his harness and helmet, climb into the cockpit and, minutes later, a black dot falls off the wing two thousand feet above our field. At almost the same instant, a while streak behind him flowered out into the delicate wavering muslin of a parachute — a few gossamer yards grasping onto air and suspending below them, with invisible threads, a human life, and man who by stitches, cloth, and cord, had made himself a god of the sky for those immortal moments.
A day or two later, when I decided that I too must pass through the experience of a parachute jump, life rose to a higher level, to a sort of exhilarated calmness. The thought of crawling out onto the struts and wires hundreds of feet above the earth, and then giving up even that tenuous hold of safety and of substance, left me a feeling of anticipation mixed with dread, of confidence restrained by caution, of courage salted through with fear. How tightly should one hold onto life? How loosely give it rein? What gain was there for such a risk? I would have to pay in money for hurling my body into space. There would be no crowd to watch and applaud my landing. Nor was there any scientific objective to be gained. No, there was deeper reason for wanting to jump, a desire I could not explain.
It was that quality that led me into aviation in the first place — it was a love of the air and sky and flying, the lure of adventure, the appreciation of beauty. It lay beyond the descriptive words of man — where immortality is touched through danger, where life meets death on equal plane; where man is more than man, and existence both supreme and valueless at the same instant.
— Charles A. Lindbergh, contemplating his first parachute jump, 'The Spirit of St Louis,' 1953
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Sunday, October 07, 2007
I found myself praying that it doesn't happen today. If it couldn't have been yesterday at least make it tomorrow or Tuesday, not today, not on her birthday. I know what that feels like. I know it hasn't been the birthday celebration she was looking forward to and that makes me sad as well.
We'll continue to wait, friends from afar. Waiting and praying and hoping to provide some comfort when we can. Waiting for news that we know is coming. We just don't know when.