Stratosphere

There is something about flight that has always sparked my imagination. As a kid, I clearly remember my first journey into the clouds with my uncle in his Microlite. The thrill of being able to steer my own aircraft was a big jump from building model aeroplanes and seeing the ground from the skies point of view was incredible. The patterns formed by housing blocks and farmlands still surprise me to this day. Back then I probably just looked like a kid hitching a ride on the back of a Microlite, but I felt like the guy in this illustration.

There is something about flight that has always sparked my imagination. As a kid, I clearly remember my first journey into the clouds with my uncle in his Microlite. The thrill of being able to steer my own aircraft was a big jump from building model aeroplanes and seeing the ground from the skies point of view was incredible. The patterns formed by housing blocks and farmlands still surprise me to this day. Back then I probably just looked like a kid hitching a ride on the back of a Microlite, but I felt like the guy in this illustration.

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