Ah. Flying. Who knew? Jumping into a wind tunnel = hilarious fun and some ridiculous photos.
Things I learned that will benefit the novels I’m working on and probably some short stories as well:
- In a lot of vertical wind, a body doesn’t operate exactly like a sail, unless you’re wearing a wingsuit, and even then probably not. It operates like a lot of little sails: any small movement of fingers or hands can turn you this way or that. A bent leg can send you flipping.
- The more you spread out and relax, the higher you go. The tenser you are, the more you sink. Life lesson: noted.
- Two bodies, flying together, can whip up some magnificent spins and torque. (Calm down. This is PG. For now.)
- The West Point air cadets are pretty awesome at wind-tunnel formations. I? Am not.
- Still, super fun.
Many thanks to Ben, at Sky Venture New Hampshire, for the lessons; to alleged super-villain Siobhan Carroll for going with me; and to the point-and-laugh brigade of Debra Doyle and James Macdonald who got us there and back unscathed.
Oh right… you wanted embarrassing photos…