We had one of the most fun flights ever yesterday. The timing was perfect and Ted Davenport, Joey Stokes, and I all got to dog fight together as we soared passed the staircase cliffs and over Maroon Creek. It was so cool to see my friends flying next to me and then throw barrel rolls and plummet through space toward the ground before landing safely. On the upper ridge I spotted a large bird perched in a stoic dead tree and as I flew past the eagle took flight and soared with with me until it peeled off towards the Maroon Bells. It was such an honor to surf gravity with an eagle. Later that afternoon my pup reba passed on and I know that her spirit is with the eagles riding thermals and looking over us all.