Tiger Mountain is totally covered in a blanket of majestic evergreen trees. At the summit is “Poo Poo Point,” where hang gliders begin their flight out into the wild blue yonder. Eventually they float down to the landing field at the base of the mountain. On clear, sunny days many take to the skies…hang gliders can be seen from several miles away…as we head toward home…or are out and about running errands. They look like colorful gondolas, turned upside down.
not my cup of tea, for sure…i like having my two feet planted on…tierra firma………hugmamma.
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Same here. I like my feet on the ground. 🙂
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My stomach quivers just thinking of taking off into the wild, blue yonder…nothing beneath my feet, except thin air. Gulp! 🙂
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I’m with you. But I love to watch the others. Great photos.
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Watching is a very good past time. I absolutely love watching people…wherever I happen to be. I feel the same about other species. Observing quietly produces so much information…we would otherwise miss.
knowledge is ours…for the observing… 🙂
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