trying to rally a crew to go to happy canyon is like herding cats. after a crap ton of lizard lickin excuses from a bunch of folk, john anthony ponied up and alBOtross and apple zac met us out there later. a magical afternoon and evening was had by all out in hobbit land. it was 12-20 and a bit sporty when first started flying. that got us somewhere between high and frickin high as bubbles boosted up all over gandalf's lair. john anthony beat the brakes off that place and flew around high forever. flyin both the little and big wangs got me happier then a lesbian in a cucumber patch. it mellowed out by 6 and wasnt so soarable anymore, but way fun lunging the little wang off the upper knoll for some ground skimmin. stoked on walkin out to some hills with an aircraft in my backpack!!