Feast or famine.

Thats the story of my job.

Some weeks, I can’t keep head above water, other weeks, I’m on the bank with my toes barely damp.

This week is the latter, dry as a bone in Death Valley in July.

And Interestingly ’nuff, it could be excellent timing. A gentleman in a FB group is an ACA whitewater rescue instructor, and is vacationing this week at Cumberland Lake and offering impromptu classes on rolling.

Went out there today, but couldn’t locate him. Now I have to try other methods of contact. Apparently when he vacations, the phone gets ppwered down. (And a damned good idea if you want peace,,,)

So it may be serendipitous, and it may be further frustration,, lol

Dry as a bone in Death Valley,,,,

(Twiddles thumbs staring off at the horizon,,,)

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WINGS OF CHANGE

What happens when a wounded veteran, a computer genius, and a handful of fiercely independent misfits decide that the best way to change the world is to stop waiting for someone else to do it?

G has spent years flying from a wheelchair, learning to make the sky obey him even when his body won’t. T is a computer wizard with a mysterious past, an enormous extended family, and a talent for turning impossible ideas into working machines.

Together, they build things that shouldn’t exist.

Aircraft that push the limits of what remote flight can do. Technology born in garages and workshops instead of corporate boardrooms. And a community of people who have decided that family isn’t necessarily something you’re born into.

But building extraordinary machines attracts attention.

Soon G, T, and their growing family find themselves caught between government agencies, competing agendas, and people who would very much like to know exactly what they’re capable of. What began as tinkering and experimentation is becoming something far more consequential.

Because when you build something powerful enough to change the rules, eventually somebody comes looking for the keys.