The great obsession begins...

I was trained to fly at Windsports Soaring Center in Southern California by who I now refer to as my guru - Joe Greblo; and I immediately knew that the excited calm feeling I got after a flight was something I wanted more of, it really made me feel like life was going to be ok. I have a craving for pure focus and hang gliding really satisfies it. Currently I am a member of the Sylmar Hang Gliding Association and Kagel Mountain is my home away from home.


August 7th rolled around and it was time to go to Texas. Nine or ten pilots from Kagel loaded up and made the 18 hour trek to texas with equipment and gliders in tow. I was so nervous/excited I could hardly stand it. All the pilots I had read about in the oz report and the mag were there, kinda like the who's who of hang gliding; it was cool and intimidating. They all had so much experience and had flown so many miles and there I was with no comp experience flying a king-posted glider. After over-coming a few equipment obstacles on the first day it was on...I was flying in my first hang gliding competiton and doing quite well. When all was said and done I had beat nearly half the topless gliders,

Now I am on a quest to get high and go as far as I can, the great obsession has begun...