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We passed over many curvy roads through Big Sur and
Monterey before we stopped on the beach again to eat an apple and banana at
Marina State Beach. When we pulled up this fellow was gliding above us
suspended about on the stiff sea breeze coming inland and moving upward.
He flew effortlessly for sometime before I decided to take a picture. This
is what I had to settle for when I finally went back to the bike and got the
camera. This pilot broke down and folded up his flying machine to a
package he could carry away single-handed on his shoulder. |
