Crossing Kootenay lake. - So far, I am the only one flying long distances from Idaho Peak in B.C.
While it can feel intimidating to cross these ranges and valleys alone, it's a great reflection of how, no matter the context, in the air or on the ground, I will always be the only one who can make the correct choice for me.
Committing to Duncan Lake - Continuing to fly North along Duncan Lake, there isn't a soul around. However serene, this also means no farms or beaches to land on. With the access road being too narrow for my glider, if I don't continue to find lift, the lake is my only Plan B.
If you see a blue drysac hanging on my left, this is why :) B
Looking back - The Bugaboos had let me pass, leaving me ecstatic with the the reality that I had become the second person to ever free-fly this intimidating transition. The first being the legendary Will Gaad back in 2011.
This was the only photo I managed to capture while getting flushed down the valley east towards the great Columbia Valley.
As we crest the pass in the cool morning breeze, familiar smells fill our noses and air intakes alike. The sweet smell of pine trees and patchouli women remind us of the great, forgotten land from which we once came, British Columbia. My thoughts drift through corners as Honey Bus' engine chugs along, keeping the beat to which I may lay down the tracks of memory: Two years of non-stop adventure, harmonizing all of the love, upset, success and defeat into one, undeniable melody. The process of returning home has always been one of relief ..but this time there is an insecurity ..much like the feeling of going to meet an old lover. Will we still connect in the same way? Has one, or both of us changed too much? Will we even recognize each other? The tense feelings stem from the inevitable introduction I will have to make upon arrival; presenting this home in which I choose to live, with the new home I have found in my heart. <3 B
After 'cheese' the first word I learn in any new country is 'yes.' It's a survival thing. You see, despite my red hair and funny looking face, it is not uncommon for someone to begin speaking to me, in their native tounge, as if I were their neighbour. And though I could find polite ways to stop them, I have found that it requires less effort if I just say 'yes' after each statement, occasionally throwing in a 'No!' for texture. In the Salima area of central Malawi, a group of eager children followed me up a ridge. The scorching heat turning their excited screams into an inaudible haze, I can vaguely recall a young boy staring at me, exclaiming 'Elephant!' Feeling mildly insulted, but too tired to care, I gave him the thumbs up with my usual 'yes.' This continued until I launched 30 minutes later; 'Elephant!' 'Yes.' 'Elephant!' 'Yes.' [right:image:21442]The flying was intense, soaring low over the 100 metre high ridge with a personal goal of making to the other end and back; a daring out and return along this interesting geographical feature. Over tall trees and no landing opportunities I flew cautiously, until a feeling in my stomach told me to turn back. I tried, but the lift had gone and now my feet were dangling but 20 metres over the tall trees below. Pointing down-wind to make distance, but without a clearing in sight, I was mentally preparing for a tree landing. Then, by some great fortune, I spotted three mud huts and a small garden close by. I had just enough height to make it! Upon landing the small remote community, the 15 villagers and children kept back and went about their business. It was as if I didn't exist. Strange. I waved and said hi, but to no response whatsoever. While packing up a young boy found reason to approach me. 'Elephant,' he said. As interesting as this was, I had 8 km of bush to whack by GPS before dark and chose not to care; not until after covering my first few hundred metres. There before me stood a pile of poo that could have filled a Mini. Then, a tree fell 'Krrrrrr-pommmbb' right next to me. I froze and looked around. Another rustling came from behind. I turned slowly as not to startle what turned out to be a handsome old lumberjack wearing an antique 'Via Rail' conductor's coat. In perfect English he said 'What are you doing here? The elephants can kill you!' A tsunami of emotion overtook me. So sure of myself, missing all the warning signs, I had ultimately been chewed up by my own reality and crapped out into the obtuse ball of humiliation that I was. 'Yes' was no longer the answer. The hours which followed offered much time for self-examination. How could I have been so arrogant? Who am I serving in behaving this way? Having reached camp just before dark, I had escaped the hoofs of the hungry mammoths behind me. But that night, nothing could have felt more crushing than the realization that, having become so absorbed in what I had to offer these communities, I had ripened into a self-important cow pie, neglectful of the gifts they offered me in return.
Adventuring into the heart of Africa, a paraglider instigates a young man's potentially deadly quest to release the weight of poverty, social taboos and self doubt, and take to the skies. In doing so, the traveler is confronted with unsettling truths about his own racial and cultural identity.
In a country where no one flies, two friends can inspire a nation by putting everything on the line.
Fly along as Benjamin Jordan sets a new World Distance Record (10,000 km) as he crosses Canada by Powered Paraglider. Along the way, you will land at summer camps and inspire thousands of children, while raising funds to send less fortunate ones to summer camp next year! The 71 minute, Documentary Feature contains 15 chapters chronicling the epic successes and failures of this unprecedented journey. Each chapter focuses on a unique aspect of Canadian geography, culture and the exact mix of team-work and blind optimism required to pull off such a daring stunt. Since it's release in 2010, A Canadian Dream (formerly "DREAM") has screened in theatres world-wide and, through it's proceeds, has allowed almost 100 children, from low-income homes, the opportunity to attend summer camp.Watch Now..