Brett Hazlett <<bretthazlett>>
writes:

Nine months ago, in September 2014, I was lying on the side of a
ten-thousand-foot desert mountain in Turkey, unable to move, struggling to
breath. People rescued me, people I knew, people I didn’t. Alone in a Turkish
hospital, watching the shadows of objects in my room arc across the floor from
dawn to dusk, each day, for weeks, in agony and gratitude, I thought about how
death is easy, surviving is difficult. One morning, a bird landed on my window
sill, sang for a few moments, then flew away. From that moment, I felt an
intense resolve.

For five months, I was unable to walk. Each day, hours of excruciating
physiotherapy and training. Pain was my shadow. When I was alone at night, I
cried. Then, slowly, steps. Gently. Inside I screamed in rage. More months,
winter passed.

I started flying again. Tentatively. Many flights later, on this day, I realized
that I was physically and mentally ready to compete again. It was a simple
flight with friends: a bright blue sky, beautiful mountains, and rough thermals.
With new next-level flying and filming gear, for the first time in over a year,
I felt motivated to film again.

https://vimeo.com/132627735

Soundtrack: High As We Might Be by Kalpataru Tree from the album All Things
Passing

https://kalpatarutree.bandcamp.com/album/all-things-passing