Richo and Tilly were playing on our beach, the water is filthy after recent heavy rain really low mist billowing eastward across the land to dissipate over the crashing waves. Out of the mist there came this faint buzzing sound, like a petrol powered whipper snipper, we couldn't see what it was until it cleared the mist.
I don't know what you call it, paraglider maybe?? He was sitting in a chair like harness floating under a parachute with this hoopy type thingy. I gave him a wave but he was focused on landing on the beach.
He dropped gently onto the sand, scooped up his Shute and wandered off with it under his arm. How cool is that? Don't know how far he had to walk... Then we saw his set up in the car park.
He simply straps it onto the back of his camper, ready for his next adventure. Richo wants one!
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