First flight Stories

I stood at the top, looking out over the cliff. The stars twinkled overhead, and a light breeze blew my hair back from my face. The view was astonishing. Even in the light of the stars, looking down at the forest below was stunning. It did not hurt that I had excellent night vision—a family trait, I was told. The nearly seventeen-mile hike to get here had been worth it. I had spent most of my day working my way up the tra...