Flying, or Falling with Style, RVing, and Flying again

I dreamed of Flying in a C130 and being tossed out the back without a parachute. I had some sort of funky sailboat thing I was attached to, I managed to get aboard it and open the sail, but I was still falling much faster than I thought safe.

 

I then dreamed I was in an RV of some sort with N, we were touring the country and going through someplace damp and heavily forested. We were being eaten alive by insects. I wanted to close up the RV and turn on the high capacity air chiller, hoping to filter the flying bugs out of the air.

 

Later I was flying again, this time in an ultra light. My legs didn't work, both were completely numb. I was flying all over the place and I refused to land, flying low over a field and picking up a fuel bottle and a lunch bag at the same time. The fuel would last 18 hours or longer, if I spent a lot of the time gliding. There were some people on the ground who were a little upset with me, because I wouldn't come down and visit them. For some reason I didn't want to be stuck in the wheelchair. I wanted to never stop flying. I was able to visit over the radio and to even act as Game master via my tablet PC.

            That just wasn't enough for some of them though. I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to take off again if I landed.

 

Ad astra per technica,

FF