And so begins another year of uncertainty. The less said about 2020, the better: two friends gone and my old dad as well, none of them anything to do with Covid. Gotta love the irony.
No travel to France to fly with my friends, no music of the wind through the rotor blades – how I miss their song! But they will sing again. It may not be this year, it maybe the next, but whenever the chance arises we will spin on the wind together once more, I’m determined of that. Many people are far worse off and I have nothing to complain about.
This site grows more slowly now: rather than just padding out these pages, my aerial adventures are being herded into a possible ebook instead. But the site remains active and monitored, there’s plenty here to read of past and present, still much to do and people to help. Adapt and overcome.
Be it on the ground or in the air, stay safe and continue to make the best of things. There’s always a bright side – you just have to find it.