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Remy organized the Panama Canal following crossing of his country and
now wanted to see something different. Granted, the Illinois cornscape
isn't as spectacular, but I was able to show him a great heli-tour
of downtown Chicago.
Then it was off to Kankakee where Jim Leon and Lance Marczak have put
together a growing gathering of fliers. All types, too. There are lots
of PPC's and PPG's along with a smattering of trikes and fixed wings.
Plus, being at an airport, the occasional airplane saunters by but stays
sufficiently far from our grassy area.
Thursday evening, after an earlier paramotor flight, we harbored the
delusion that we might go again. But alas, with lots to do and dinner
calling, we skipped it. Good thing, too, upon reaching the end of our
driveway, we looked left and saw one of the most impressive storm clouds
of our lives. I grabbed my camera and we drove to an open field. Wow.
This looked like the devil and he was pissed at something. We admired it
until it began spitting on us. That was impressive.
Kankakee
Wet and wily describes it best. 400 feet high was enough to fly
backwards facing into the stiff blow. And it was bumpy down low. A
couple props bit the dust. Even Remy, who was playing down low on a
pass, got dumped. He does a great job, especially considering his only
40 flights or so, and now got to log a good Illinois dump.
Lance had a family emergency and wasn't able to join us until
evening. We've got a great group of paramotor freaks here so, in spite
of lousy weather, it's a great gathering.
   
  
Row one: 1) Tim, Remy and Neighbor Jim
pose with a most impressive storm. 2) Remy launches on his Checkout
flight of my Blackhawk. 3) A PPC and PPG share the sunset. 4) Paul
Anthem hasn't kicked the smoking habit yet.
Row two: 1) Overview. 2) PPC takes
flight. 3) A REAL smoker!
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Don't you love depending on the weather? This scene
greeted us on Saturday morning. As I right this, the rains have finally
passed and sunshine is upon us. Let the games begin!
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