I’m in the middle of nowhere Alabama at the family farm where no one has ever seen a Paramotor before until mine. At dinner, I heard an engine, went outside, and saw another Paramotor pilot circling my windsock. I waved him down and made friends. Super crazy timing since it sounds like this isn’t his usual flying route. Lucky too since he was running low on fuel and stole some of mine to get back home. 😂 But we’re going to fly the river together tomorrow! I’m excited. What a small world.















