I wrote previously about ‘angels in an earthly body’. While I suspect he won’t agree with this statement Ron Llewellyn was my angel when he parachuted straight into my life… read more →
Taking a break from the caravan journey. Other responsibilities have crowded into my life. Parking the van, driving back to the coast has allowed me time to ponder on my… read more →
In 1981 I flew the Qantas balloon at the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta. (Photo below) After landing on an Indian Reservation during my last flight I was greeted by a family… read more →
I have been bewitched by the art of flying, found a love that is not merely a passing infatuation, but one that has stood the test of time – over… read more →
This morning I am missing my hot air balloon. The sky over Lightning Ridge is totally welcoming with just a gentle breeze moving the treetop leaves. It is a perfect… read more →
It’s my last day in Mudgee, a town where I lost one of my closest and dearest friends. In October 1989 Ross Spicer did not see the power lines strung… read more →
Decision made to stay for a couple of nights at Anna Bay to gather further provisions and plan a route for the next two or three weeks. I notice the… read more →
Over 42 years of active flying I have owned 7 hot air balloons. My Air Affair has never diminished. My balloon basket calls so I plan is to spend time… read more →
An aviator who flew with angels has fluttered to earth to explore life in a caravan: angels in a caravan now. This is a story of journeys: of birth, of… read more →
