Scott in the sky with pilot
Well, as promised, here's The Boy, paragliding above Interlaken. That's one of the lakens, to the right.

A whimsical, over-the-shoulder view:


A whimsical, over-the-shoulder view:

From directly above, a nice view of the river:

Here's our friend Ann too, who went gliding with Scott:

And here's the flyers, the pilots, and the earthbound spouses and dogs, reunited at the park where they all come back down to earth (located directly across the street from the only Hooters* I've ever seen in Europe):

Here's our friend Ann too, who went gliding with Scott:

And here's the flyers, the pilots, and the earthbound spouses and dogs, reunited at the park where they all come back down to earth (located directly across the street from the only Hooters* I've ever seen in Europe):
No, I have not had all the blood drained out of my body, nor yet spent my entire life in a subterranean cave. I prefer to think of it as a porcelain complexion, much like you see in the shade of my shirt or the coats of my dogs.
*Yes, to my everlasting shame, I have now been to Hooters.