This week we were curious how old you had to be to paraglide in Ecuador. Our hosts drove us to the most popular spot for paragliding locally so that I could try the sport for the first time. But of course our adventure-seeking children wanted to know if they could try too. Well. . . .
Lift off for Marshall. |
And a calm flight over the ocean. |
Shelly joins the fun. |
And she flies with the birds. |
The view from her lap. |
Baxter excitedly waves to Mom and Dad overhead. |
Atticus catches the attention of a TV cameraman when he tries on some gear. |
Why not hook him up all the way? |
And send him on his way! |
All smiles. |
I guess five is old enough! |
And of course Baxter is too! |
Double thumbs up! |
And a fourth safe landing for our family. |
Of course about six seconds later we heard, "Can we do it again?" Perhaps another day. One flight each was a pretty good start. So if the boys are flying at ages five and seven, it causes us to wonder what Shelly mused out loud: "What are they going to be doing as teenagers?"
It's possible our boys will have a warped sense of "normal" and of "adventure" later in life. But for now, we're enjoying making the most of this unusual year that is our sabbatical sojourn.
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