You know that feeling when you are at the edge of a balcony or cliff, and for a brief moment you want to just jump? It’s an unsettling feeling that makes you doubt whether you can trust your own instincts.
Sometimes when you are flying, you come across a similar feeling. I find I feel this when I’m inverted and staring at a gap realizing I could just push forward and try to throttle through it backwards...
This park in Texas was a blast to fly. An amazing day with good friends just flying and enjoying life. Thanks for dufjbg with me.
