Mike Lundin's Flying Page

Ode to the Sun

One learns to soar by humbly bowing to the Great Weather Spirit and his mistress, the Sun. The Spirit has his many moods, all scripted by the Sun's warm and controlling touch. At her beckoning come each thermal bubble, each ridge current, and each powerful, silent wave. She alone determines how gallantly 1000 lbs of metal, fiberglass, and flesh will be born aloft.