example of one difference…

americans have this kind of advertising…

… do you suffer embarrassing fidgeting in awquard social situations…are business meetings sometimes higher pressure than they need be…is rectal discomfort making your life a misery…use cooling hemaway spray …hemaways soothing formula and all natural ingredients will ensure you the soothing relief you deserve…organic products from pacific and indian ocean plant life ensure an all natural way to instant relief…millions of americans arent discussung this… its not a subject we broach but many of your friends are probably already using hemaway…sounds like just the job for the long suffering piles patent…you’ve almost eased yourself off your doughnut shaped cushon ready to “call now”… then comes the disclaimer…hemaway is not suitable for everone…if you experience dry mouth discomfort itching rash bleeding warts dizzy spells vomiting chest pains heart flutters or light headedness consult your doctor immediatly …do not operate heavy machinery drive or drink alcohol while using hemaway …
Wtf…I think I would rarther have a sore bum…

why I fly
why do I sacrifice friends family home and work… just about my whole life for months and even years…just to stand the hairs on my neck up?...no…to pump chemical…maybe…to learn…grow…evolve…feel emotions like…apprehension…butterflies…elation…pain…disappointment…love…euphoria…experience a unique social interaction…yes..all of the above …and all of these things maybe even predictable before you start the free flight journey… but what you cant predict …what I was not ready for…is that along with the travel to places of mind blowing natural beauty… and seeing them from a unique perspective …is the interaction with natures elements on a level I never dreamed possible and still can sometimes scarcely believe…not just with the air mass but with the terrain the sun the moisture gravity…all of these things combine and morph uniquely to shape my space and trigger my reflexes…in a very real and at the same time zen like way there are times I feel completely that I am mother natures child as I surf the air currents and if I listen to and respect her she will guide me and protect me as only a mother can…with what do I possibly substitute this?(watch http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=cFJ55ApiBP8 ) very rarely do I feel really scared…all though there was that one time…

Conclusion…
…america…the same…just a little different
poor America…so misunderstood…so prone to misunderstanding…this I think is partly put down to the nations lack of overseas travel as a whole…and who could really blame them with this vast and beautifull continent as a playground with all its diversities…from iceberg to desert and plain to mountain from sea to shining sea..america has something for everone and is populated by some of the most genuinely friendly and helpful people on gods green earth…these are truly lucky people…the way america is in the news I almost expected the country to smell of gun smoke rarther than pine forest…and although I know in some places it does I have honestly had the greatest time here and had I known it was going to be this good I would have made it possible to stay a year…

This can be seen as pretty well it for act 2…this area is not called new england in jest…it is hundreds of miles of identical flora and forna to the countryside at home with an identical climate which means rain wind and the kind of inconsistent weather us californians just aint used to dude…it totaly harshes my mellow…the skylark will be on a slow boat to southampton within days and lill suzy will go to a new home…bill has proved to be a most industrious host with all kinds of resourses at his disposal to ease the passage…there is a chance of flying before I leave but it is slim and if it materializes will probably not amount to much… his wife is a fantastic hostess who says marvelous things in her new york accent like ”im italian…eat” …this is the beginning of a long journey many including myself dream off but few achieve choosing instead to wonder as an old grey familiar figure looks back out of the mirror at them what might have been…most cannot some want not but for the few the longest journey begins with a single step…make it…find a way… .it has been a pleasure having the company of those who have joined me through acts 1 and 2 in spirit through these pages as well as in body and I look forward to seeing you all and many more in act3…
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Et2Byl9Nh-k the worlds worst rv salesman

Sun…mon…tues…wed…white lines
8 am…i look out the window…an overcast sky gives me the eviction notice I have been waiting for so I shower and go to the big aussies tent to bid him adieu…we swap details to stay in touch and i wonder if well bump into each other on a hill somewhere else in the world…i start cruseing north out of Jackson on the 33 to ultimately meet Interstate 90 east forever through Idaho…Wyoming...(nice pretty mountainous)…south Dakota…minnesota…wisconsin...(flat…flat…flat)…illinois(couple of laps round the chicago freeway system)…indiana…ohio…pensylvania…new York…and finaly conneticut…where everthing starts to look very much like home with late september rain rusting the leaves off the trees….i finaly arrive at bills…well…that drive was no real fun…america is BIG… but had its intresting points…and as a one off was better than being a plumber…

Sat…all good things…
Weather looks ok this morn so go to join the circle of snails after breky…see aussie nick who tells me of a cool place hes been camping next to the river for weeks with no hassle…lots of r.v space…will check it out tonight as im still here…company will be cool also…sadly… regrettably… horrificly… depressingly…the spectre of my end of days in america looms unstopably like the dark cloak of night creeping over day…it hangs over my head like the sword of damiclees…like a gust front on a sunny day…like the perfect cumulus overdeveloping all around me…turning the sky black and turbulent with uncontrollable lift I am being cloud sucked toward oblivion into the pit of despair (or flat croydon as its known in south london))by the week day and hour…still all is not yet lost so I do a early lap…as I thermal around on the second I am aware this will probably be my last flight here so as uneventful as it is I stretch the flight to a full 2 hours never really much over the top of the mountain(400 ft 125m over takeoff )but always hoping for that single climb that will give me just a little more height to make the jump to the bigger mountain next door…I will miss this gondola set up…the easiest system I have come across yet to takeoff with zero hastle if you bomb…so a great place to hone your skills in the light stuff waiting for it to turn on…meet nick in the l.z…watch matt a local skygod make the jump and speck out solo…top land on a high mountain chill out for a while and fly off down the valley…so cool…get invited to a local pilot johns house for dinner with his wife…nice…we go to the campsite…situated perfectly at the riverside in the woods…I think I will invest in a pump to get water directly from safe looking water sources like clean rivers…then I wont even have to move to take on water in the right spots…johns wife does an absolutely bangin dinner on the barbie…we all chat wings and wind amongst other things and show off our photos...arrive back at camp late after a few britneys and light a fire…chat and drink some more an crash…

editors note

… a very cool surfing film was on in the mangy moose last night...under the influence …to hear them speak it is obvious the surfers belong to the same type of passionate lifestyle fraternity as us…some take it more seriously than others but for those truly immersed there is no escape with all spare moments spent traveling searching for the perfect wave and all spare thoughts are of it…to watch it was inspirational…membership of our fraternity however requires the completing of complicated initiation rituals along the lines of “do you have a wing”…"yes"…"will you jump”…"yes”"…right… you re in"…from the time I became a frat brother I feel I have been given a silver spoon and looked after and guided like a family member by my brothers and sisters all over the world …a great privelidge... i will be happy to extend the same curtisy to any and everyone who has done the same for me on any of my future travels and all will be made welcome aboard my ship... http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=cFJ55ApiBP8