I was 900 feet above the ground, clasping nervously on the ultralight metal stilts and savoring the cool air slapping on my face and body. Yes, I was atop the ground... flying... soaring higher and higher... gliding above the golden fields, houses and mango trees looking like a bonsai from afar.
With an ultralight plane piloted by Art Azcuna, I too experienced such adventure which most will salivate and desire to explore enviably.
My friends who are all wheelchair-bound and I excitedly planned this trip. Aside from our excitement and eagerness to ride and enjoy this hobby of our friend, we all managed to have a barbecue party complete with the swarm of flies from a poultry nearby and everything still tasted so good! From time immemorial, Art was engrossed with extreme sports like the most recent, being a 4x4 enthusiast irrespective of his injury. When he was still able-bodied, he was engaged in motocross, hunting and jet-skiing.
Liza, Joon, Doc Jun and Jericho, together with Yahoo (Liza's daughter) and the many personal assistants (PAs) enjoyed this wonderful and peculiar experience. The sun was extremely at it's peak while beads of perspiration continued to trickle on our faces. Our spirits were never daunted though it started to drizzle later on in the afternoon. However, the feeling of being on top of everything though brief is simply liberating despite our inability to walk. We flew... releasing our thoughts from our worries, escaping momentarily from the reality, oblivious to our physical limitations and enjoying the flying moment at the Angeles City Flying Club in Pampanga!
We used to be able-bodied once in our lives. We use the wheelchair full time due to spinal cord injury caused by either vehicular accident, gunshot, and swimming pool accident.