While driving along the highway in Utah, Pepper, Kyra, and I noticed a bunch of little specks in the sky. Squinting a bit, we realized they were paragliders! Paragliders by the dozens. We drove up to the top of a huge hill (the “point of the mountain” in Utah-ese) to their takeoff/landing area.

We sat on the grass with a few dozen other people, watching the gliders leap from the cliff (in the background of the photo above) and come in for landings (in the middle area). Above, there were probably around fifty people sailing in slow circles on the thermals. It was awesome.

Honestly, it didn’t look all that hard. Pepper even commented that she’d love to do it sometime. Heck, maybe I’ll take her up on it one of these days…