http://www.nytimes.com/2013/01/13/sports/two-men-one-sky-the-silent-realization-of-a-purer-form-of-flight.html

THE CLOUDS stretched across the Texas sky like a highway. And
soaring along those lanes, lofted nearly 8,000 feet by the hot air rising from
the earth, two hang gliders raced in tight pursuit of the most prized feat in
this high adrenaline niche sport: farthest ever flown.

The men suspended underneath their aluminum and fabric wings, Jonny Durand and
Dustin Martin, had already journeyed 438 miles in 10 hours, splitting up and
converging repeatedly as each pursued his own path alongside the red-tailed
hawks and turkey vultures. Against all odds, they were now flying nearly wingtip
to wingtip.

Because of the consoles of gadgets mounted on their control bars, the two men
knew that they had now flown farther than any person ever had using a hang
glider. Farther than anyone had without the drone of an engine or the protective
shell of a plane. They had flown, and were flying still, farther than anyone had
in the manner dreamed of in centuries of tall tales, from Icarus to Superman —
cheeks in the wind, like a bird.