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~ Orange and Gray ~
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waffles-is-a-bunny · 9 months
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Horse of the Kingdom 🐴
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tomoleary · 5 months
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Dave Steven's Rocketeer hang gliding (1990)
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screampotato · 1 month
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Have you considered that hang gliders are the coolest kind of gliders, because they have a little sleeping bag?
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bouncinghedgehog · 4 months
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saruvanthewhite · 24 days
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When the forces of nature spitefully tell you to stay the ʞɔnɟ inside.
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mywifeleftme · 10 months
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92: Aquariana // Aquariana
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Aquariana Aquariana 2013, Drag City (Website)
The Source Family were one of the more successful new religions (read: cults) operating in Southern California during the early 1970s. Founded by Father Yod (pronounced “Yoad”; né Jim Baker), a towering, bearded figure with a few alleged murders (via karate chop!) and bank robberies under his robes, the Source Family operated a popular health food restaurant in L.A. and cut dozens of brainstewing psych rock records that have become holy grails to men who physically resemble late period Jerry Garcia. Yod assigned one of his 13 wives (Isis Aquarian, née Charlene Peters) to document the cult’s journey over the years, resulting in an incredible trove of video recordings, some of which were used to assemble 2012’s The Source Family documentary. The footage, much of it eerie and gauzily beautiful, gives us a good idea of what day-to-day life in the Family was like, from its origins to Yod’s corporeal demise in Hawaii following a hang-gliding accident (!).
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The Source Family were as close to a prototypical cult of the era as you can get: white robes, buffet approach to Eastern and Western spiritual concepts, illiberal attitudes toward “personal possessions,” semi-involuntary polygamy, institutionalized drug use, etc. If you’ve ever listened to recordings of the sermons of Jim Jones or David Berg, Baker’s hep gibberish will sound strikingly familiar, and indeed, the Source Family followed the standard trajectory—from monogamy to a form of free love that mostly allowed the leader to fuck all the hot girls; from soft notions about kindness and peace to dark mutterings about an imminent apocalypse; from vegetarianism to moral loopholes that sanctioned the killing of dangerous outsiders. The Source Family never went the way of the Peoples Temple because, when faced with a mounting crisis (the cult’s disastrous move to Hawaii), Baker decided to disclaim his godhood instead of doubling down on it. No one knows why he eventually told his followers he was only a man, but I have a hunch: he wasn’t a sawed-off little gnome, and he wasn’t crazy. Unlike his murderous peers, Baker didn’t have much to overcompensate for; he was a huge, built guy who didn’t need a cult to get laid, impose his will, or feel important (though he got off on all of the above). In the end, no one died, and so it feels a little less vulturine to nibble at this particular cult’s artistic output than it does, say, the Manson Family’s.
On that note, let’s turn to the music. Record nerds are always on the lookout for cult music because it often goes extremely hard, be it Manson’s acoustic freak folk, Scientology space jazz, or “Veteran of the Psychic Wars.” The albums the Source Family are known for (released under a variety of names like Ya Ho Wha 13 and Father Yod and the Spirit of ’76) are out-there freeform acid jams in which the cult’s more experienced musicians try to work around frontman Yod’s untrained drumming and bellowing—a member of the No-Neck Blues Band pops up on the 2012 documentary to gush about their records, and you can see why acts like NNCK and Jackie O Motherfucker would lose it for this stuff.
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The album we’re looking at today, by contrast, is a solo piano recording from the mid-‘70s by Aquariana, another of Yod’s wives, that went unissued till 2013. Aquariana had a Queen Guinevere-type look, and the liners note that she would frequently spin her own long golden hair into thread to sew and embroider with. A capable pianist with a multi-octave voice, Aquariana’s music could broadly be called folky, but it feels a little more theatrical than that, influenced by show tunes and AM soft rock. Her songs are mostly about love (-ing Father Yod), bearing children (of Father Yod), and the magnificence of Father Yod. It’s midway between devotional music and the type of stuff a medieval bard would be retained to write in praise of an egotistical baron. You can practically see Baker being fed grapes in the producer’s chair while she plays. Though it’s not as overtly weird as Ya Ho Wha 13, there’s still a lot of stuff on Aquariana that no sane producer would’ve allowed, like the way she tunelessly holds and holds and holds her notes on “Oh My Love” and “One Love” until you start to think your record is skipping. That strangeness is why it exerts the particular appeal it does, and it does have a particular downbeat intensity that holds my interest, despite its rudimentary songcraft.
Chicago’s Drag City label was behind the documentary and mid-2010s series of Source Family music reissues. Unlike reissues of, say, Manson-adjacent music, the label was able to work with surviving Family members like Isis Aquarian. This meant of course that they couldn’t dress up the reissues too salaciously (see LIE: The Love & Terror Cult), but Baker’s group already had such a strongly creepy aesthetic that there wasn’t much need to. A designer would be hard-pressed to come up with a more uncanny cover than Aquariana got: the singer at the piano in her ruffled gown with an unreadable expression, the head and shoulders of her husband-father visible behind the instrument, the portrait framed in ornate white fabric. It feels like the work of an outsider trying to underline the cult’s depravity in red pen—yet the composition and cover design were by Yod himself. Make of that what you will.
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doraemonfanclub · 11 months
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Doragliding - Part 3 Should I stay or should I go? Fly, fly, fly.
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mitsdriveswhere · 2 years
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11 Adventures You Can (Probably) Do Nearby
If you're in the adventurous mood but your work schedule isn't, there's probably a lot of things that you can do to scratch that itch without having to spend 8 hours negotiating and promising your firstborn to get time off.
Camping Apparently people actually like camping. And honestly, I think I might like to try it again. Going with Red out into the not-really-wilderness kind of removed the fear factor of sleeping, you know, in the not-really-in-the-middle-of-nowhere. Be sure to pack for your climate, but have fun!
Skydiving If you're anywhere near a municipal airport, you probably have a company that provides planes and instructors for skydiving. It can be a one off holy-shit experience, or you can get your skydiving license.
Ziplining I didn't realize how many places offer ziplining until I started to look around for it. Really, there's a lot. Keep in mind your own personal fears when deciding. I've gone ziplining through the jungle but the idea of ziplining Royal Gorge is absolutely terrifying. I'm still gonna do it, but it looks terrifying.
Roller Coasters Just go to an old fashioned amusement park! There are a bunch of rides for you to try, and I promise you at least one amusement park near you has an oldest something something newest highest fastest something something ride on it.
Parasailing Got a boat? Got a fairly large bit of water? Got a parachute? Remarkable. If you have a healthy fear of death, parasailing is actually a great alternative to skydiving. It's surprisingly relaxing, like taking a leisurely swing - just a bit higher than usual.
Hang Gliding Same general idea as 2 and 5. Personally, I haven't gone hang gliding yet, but I do have the intention to do so, as there's a hang gliding company right down the road from my house, amazingly. Once I've gone, I'll let you know if it's worth it.
Hot Air Ballooning The one cavoite here is that you can only go hot air ballooning when it is genuinely frigid outside, which I am not a fan of because I am a big whining baby about the cold. I will, eventually, begrudgingly, go hot air ballooning. But I will continue to be a big baby about it and nobody can stop me.
White Water Rafting Holy shit, please go white water rafting. It is also cold as hell, which I would count as its one and only downside, but it is a great rush that gives you a sense of accomplishment and teamwork where you have to do about 0.5% human interaction. Someone will yell at you over the water and you do what they yell. It's *amazing*. Maybe this paragraph is a bad sell but trust me bro.
Fishing I know, I know, boring old man stuff. Let me be a boring old man okay?? It's as relaxing or fast pace as you like. I like to sit back in my camp chair and just have a nice day. Nice and quiet outside of the water and the non-existent fish. Someday I'll catch one, someday...
Local Museums If you haven't picked up by my general, um, everything, I happen to love museums. And a great way to see museums while simultaneously supporting your local community is to see the ones in your city, even the small ones. I have 3 museums within a 5 mile radius of my home, and I have been to 2 so far (the third one is new! pretty excited).
State or National Parks Unfortunately not all states have national parks (sorry Iowa, you're out of luck :|), but there are quite a few of them. If you are planning to go to more than 3, please also plan to buy a national park pass. It's 80$ but most national parks/monuments have a 30$ entrance fee.
There are actually a bunch of other things you can do, but a) I'm not going to recommend something I personally do no want to do and have no interest in doing and b) I'm not going to speak on the safety of those other things. Always, always practice due diligence and find out how safe your particular adventure is.
I mean, at least someone should ;)
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sezgin70 · 2 years
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swiftsmash · 1 month
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Take on skateboarding, surfing, and more as you master these exciting sporting events set against the beautiful 16-bit California backdrop! 🛹🏄🏽‍♂️🪂
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einahpetsx · 2 months
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Hang Gliding 🪂
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gwilt · 2 months
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The farthest distance flown on a hang glider (FAI approved) is by Dustin Martin for a total of 764 km (474.73 miles)
It took about 11 hours.
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Thanks to WDEF News 12 viewer Helen Newsome for a blue-sky view of #HangGliders off #LookoutMountain, our Friday Langley Roofing #WeatherWindow #PictureOfTheDay
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growplumbing · 3 months
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