Another airborne device on Art Hill. I watched with interest as this man carefully unpacked and spread out his parasail. The wind was favorable, essentially blowing up the hill from the Grand Lagoon. He put on the harness and gave the whole thing a tug. The wind filled the sail and he, well, just kinda walked down the hill with the wing floating above him.
I thought it was terribly disappointing. I expected him to lift up on a thermal, float over the lagoon and then then soar off toward the airport or something. (Which would have resulted in either danger or great amusement. A good story in either event.) Maybe my standards are too high.
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