The Sky is a Spectacular Playground!

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By Tracey Steele

I fall in love with the sky every time I am in its heights. It tickles me, knows my name, and heartbeat. I learn something new, understand it’s ebb, and marvel at the limitless horizons and opportunities of sky. 

 
Fortuitously the sky reciprocates love, it embraces my soul, and powerfully guides me within its limitless dimensions.  
 

• Have I flown through the air with the greatest of ease? Y-E-S! 
• Do I understand what it means and feels to fly? Y-E-S! 

I’ve flown with some magnificently skilled pilots. With these pilots, I’ve flown the airplanes myself, looping, rolling, and maneuvering the aircraft like a paintbrush etching colorful artistry in the sky. I have joyfully ventured to the wings of the aircraft, standing resolute, ready to explore the sky. My trusted pilot performs spectacular aerobatic maneuvers as I spread my arms wide, the wind buffeting my body, a feeling indescribably racing in my heart. Like a bird, I am effortless, free! I love wing walking! 

 
Dynamic three-dimensional flight heightens the immersive power of wing walking. Wing walking has been the pinnacle standing above any other sky adventure I’ve enjoyed. I’ve been adventurous, and some consider my sky adventures risky. When I begin new sky adventures, I want to be enthralled and captivated in the power of them. What draws people to them? Why do they love to be energized by this adventurous sky activity?

I have…

• Jumped from an airplane, skydiving earthward.

• Flown a hang glider over distinguished tapestries of the Midwest.

• Bungee jumped into a spectacular deep river canyon and bodaciously brilliant quarry.

• Soared in rising currents in a graceful sailplane.

• Shared lion-sized bliss with an exceptional pilot in an aerobatic sailplane. 

• Flown aerobatics in a historic T-6 Texan, autographing the sky with a paintbrush.

• Flown jet aerobatics in a Soviet L-39 with wonderment while tracing words of bliss in the sky.

• Flown with intensity, ferociousness, and high G captivating force taking my soul and heart to unimagined places I didn’t know possible in an Extra 330 LX. 

Among other exhilarating experiences I’ve had include Formula One car rides and white water kayaking. Though, the crown is the sky.  Sometimes, I contemplate when was the exact picosecond I fell in love with the sky and it opened my soul? I have never feared the skies.   

 
Sky lovers are often the people who ask for a window seat when they fly commercial airlines. They want to see the majestic splendor from the window, a pristine world below. It is their own intimate cinema with sky. It invites intuition, contemplative thought, and new ideas. I have an inkling this may spark the journey for young minds that think, “one day I want to be a pilot.”   

To call the sky home sweet home is a treasure that is not lost on those that embrace it…Paradise is actually found within the cockpits and also the wings!  There is power, freedom, and opportunities for pilots. They hold the world within their hands. The ability to propel an aircraft, its flight, and take us from point A to point B.  Though, I don’t fly the aircraft, I trust my pilot, it’s a shared cooperative of safety, teamwork, skills, diligence, techniques, pure romance, and blissful joy. 

I do not envy the distinctive aerodynamics of birds anymore. Why? I have flown on a wing and felt experiences they rarely know, inverted flight, loops, and rolls flight, loops, and rolls. I’ve mastered the primary techniques of wing walking. There is a precision method that must be practiced on the ground prior to flying. Contact points on the aircraft from the cockpit to the wing are touchpoints I have to know well. 

As I feel for my points of contact from point A, the cockpit, to point B, the wings, they become etched upon my fingertips, engraved within the logic of my brain, and are emblazoned within my heart: My home sweet home is walking upon the wings! It makes perfect sense to me!   

I thank our aviation pioneers for their dreaming greatness and daring greatly. The barnstormers of yesteryear that blazed the way for my opportunity to wing walk. I thank them for knowing there was much more to daring to fly than the cockpit could contain! There is another world outside the aircraft pilots and sky lovers can vibrantly venture towards and experience – WING WALKING! 

The Sky is a Spectacular All-Inclusive Playground for Lovers of Life                                        &                                                                                                                                                                                                                         My Imperishable Tropospheric Garden of Serenity!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

The Sky + The Field of Invention + The Kaleidoscope of Imagination = Lift, Ride, Glide, Soar & Wing It!