We had a blast that day and it was Dan's perseverance that left us this memory!
As we drove up the island to our Outer Banks beach rental in the summer of 2006 we passed a place for para-sailing. Dan wanted to do that! Could we, would we? We looked into it and picked a day when Dan and his older brother would give it a go, but when we got there, they were sorry but the weather was not clear enough. We decided to try again for the next day. That evening those two recruited their nine year old younger brother and added a couple hundred feet to the height they would ascend!
The next day we got on the boat, headed out into the bay and after about ten minutes of indecision the instructors informed us there was a storm rolling in and it was too risky. What a disappointment! The kids were psyched to try this, but frankly we weren't sure we wanted to spend three vacations days in a row trying to work this out. Most of the kids agreed we could do it again another time, maybe on our next vacation. Not Dan though, " Please, please could we try again tomorrow?"
Their eleven year old younger sister had been debating about joining in on the fun and she declared she'd go up too, if we ended up giving it another try. Our youngest child, seven at the time was, "in too!", but my husband thought better of this. He said, "What if she changes her mind in the air? " not revealing that he was secretly glad the kids hadn't asked him, as this was not really his type of thing! Obviously, if the baby of the family was heading up, somehow he was sure this would involve him. Well as with any democracy (which we try to be more of when it comes to fun!) four wanting to go airborne, three watching, meant okay we'd give it one more shot! That evening they added a couple more hundred feet to the height and reassured their younger sister, "she'd be fine!"
The third day we headed down after calling first. We were told at that moment it looked good, but of course they couldn't guarantee we'd get up because the weather changes rapidly. When we arrived, even though it wasn't the clearest day, it was a go! So excited, the kids got ready while they listened to the instructor's guidance. Unfortunately, their sister is hidden behind the middle seat in the photo, but when they were ready, up they went. Twelve hundred feet in the air floated four of our eight children!
Our little daughter watched with us, longingly, "Couldn't she try it, it looked liked great fun!, please!" I whispered, "I'm in if you can get your dad to agree." She went over to him and looked at him with her big blues, he looked at me incredulously, "No way, what had I agreed to?" I looked at him with my blues, shrugged my shoulders and he gave in! Before we knew it the three of us were looking down on the bay from twelve hundred feet!
What a great memory! Thanks Dan for pushing us to do something so exciting. Of course we had no idea that in four weeks time you'd be heading up, up, and away again. This time on your solo flight, showing us the way to fly!