Wow, some real good pics here.
Here's one, on the right, of me and Melissa at Coyote Hills In 1972. An early hang gliding site near San Jose, so early there was visqueen covered bamboo bombers and other very early gliders. I had just learned a valuable lesson, other then sled rides, this was my first ridge soaring. All was well at first, but no doubt confusing ground speed with air speed, I stalled out and beaked it into the hill. You can't tell but that glider had several bent tubes, and I was still not real sure what day it was! Nobody wore helmets back then BTW, go figure.

At the tail end of the 60's it was also quite common to smell a certain odor in the air, if you know what I mean, some said the smoke was a great way to determine the wind direction!
Her choice in hat wear aside, she is the lady whose mother remarried after her father died. The guy she remarried was Lindbergh's wife brother, Dwight Marrow Jr. While eating dinner with them once a month, (required

) I'm sure the topic of my hang gliding came up, but it was never mentioned that he had the Lindbergh connection, interesting, no? And, there is a long held belief by some that Dwight may have had something to do with the kidnapping, no kidding! I have in fact just ordered a book about just that topic, should be an interesting read. I need to drop in on Missy, she is an established Carmel artist, and though it's been 40 frigging years we parted on good terms, and after we get other stuff out of the way I need to ask her about Dwight and why I was kept ignorant, though I think I know the reason.
The other pics are landing in the surf at Big Sur, after flying of 2800' San Martin Top the center pic). The beach was so small that depending on the tide a water landing may be required, man I can't believe I survived that, one time a wave broke and damn near drug me out, still hooked in, fun times.
