I was in a very weak thermal one time, with just enough lift to keep me
aloft, near our airport over a carnival, and every couple of minutes a
helium balloon would get away from one of the kids below and float up. If
you timed it just right you could get 2 passed at it before it got above
you. It was great sport trying to get a kill in this target rich
environment!

Gary

"Bob Caldwell" wrote in
message ...
Telluride September 1979, 19,300' in a hang glider, no oxygen, I was
seeing spots everywhere around me. They were golden colored aspen leaves
in the thermal. Whew.... thought I was hypoxic.

Oh yeah, I was.....