Welcome, fans of hang gliding.
Now that my book, "Higher Than Eagles" has been re-printed by Stephens Press (in Nevada), it's time to share some recent magic moments. And talk a little about the book. No writing lessons in this one--just a deeply-felt family story about our magical years in hang gliding. And our equally magical years with our oldest son, Bobby.
We still remember the poetry in the way Bobby flew, how he "felt" the wind in ways that others seemed to miss. When he flew, you could almost hear the music, as if he were dancing. But Sports Illustrated summed him up best. They said, "Like Paul Elvestrom, the great Danish sailor, he seems now to own a special part of the wind that not even he can see and no one else can find."
Thanks to hang gliding afficianodo--and now friend--Bob K, this fall I attended three hang meets--at Sylmar, Torrey Pines, and Crestline. I talked to the pilots at each one, and was reminded, once again, of the mystical beauty of the sport.
As some of you know, I wrote a screen play for my book. The play is now in the hands of Hollywood movie producer Steve Ecclesine--and I can only hope that Steve finds the director and actors who want to make this movie.
If there's any refrain I've heard a hundred times since the book came out, it's this: "Your memoir ought to be a movie."
If any of you have ideas for this movie, let me encourage you to send them to Steve. His e-mail address is: Ecclewood@aol.com. Perhaps he should know that thousands of people are eager to see a major Hollywood film about hang gliding, a sport that's been too long neglected.
Thanks for your interest in this blog. About once a month I plan to post stories about Bobby. Maralys Wills