sheet of the day I broke my back while
crash landing a hang glider, Montana, 1975.
photography requires being present with one's subject, so it
wasn't unusual for me to want to fly along side the hang gliders
I was photographing in Montana in 1975.
I got together with my friend Johnny Craighead and he suggested
we go out for a test flight. He stood on a small mountain south
of Missoula and placed his hands on the wind, feeling its force
and direction. "You're going to fly today," he said, and I did.
It was the landing we hadn't perfected and I crashed on my first
Johnny had my camera and made a full record of the afternoon's
events, which ended with me in the hospital with a broken back.