The Wallaby Ranch

He Sees World in a Special Perspective

By Lisa Coffey
The Lakeland Ledger Sunday, January 2, 1994




WINTER HAVEN - West of Orlando, northeast of Winter Haven and just inside the Polk County line, is nothing. 
Nothing but trees, grass and birds Feathered birds and Dacron birds, flying peacefully together, sharing the sky, floating on the thermals. "There's no feeling like it," said Barry Diesel of Orlando. "Just the wildlife and the birds are amazing. They'll stay with you hanging with you, or above you or next to you." 
Diesel fondly remembers hang gliding 5,000 to 6,000 feet over an open field owned by the Florida Hang Gliding Association, Inc. in March. Any of the roughly 100 club members may drop by on good flying days. That's when there's good air or a good lapse rate - the difference between the night and mid-day temperatures when the hot air, or thermals, are rising. 
Some people stop by for lessons from Malcolm Jones, who owns and operates Florida Hang Gliding, Inc. 
There's not much to the 200 acres of land the club owns, old oak and cypress trees surround the 52 acre grass field: just an old farm house, a couple of campers, a small office, a climbing wall, a trampoline and a pool with a deck, where most of the members sit and chat about the weather. Jones says people have the wrong image of hang glider pilots. 
"People come around hang gliding, in general expecting a wild tattooed motorcycle gang with a kind of death wish. Instead, they get greenpeace," said Jones. 
At 37, Jones is considered a pioneer of sorts in the sport. He started flying at age 17, sponsored by E-Z Wider, and traveled all over the world. 
He has flown over volcanoes in Guatemala, the Grand Canyon and off Glacier Point in Yosemite National Park. 
"Hang gliding has done a lot for my life," he said. "I've seen the world from a special perspective." 
The Wallaby Ranch, where the club flies and Jones and company conduct lessons, is a place where pilots study the weather more than a television weatherman for the best conditions. They come whenever they can sneak away, often bringing camping gear and staying for the weekends. One club member sets up a satellite dish. The only way to find the ranch is to look for the gliders, get directions from a member or spot the glider on the mailbox. 
"It's a lot of fun flying with your friends," said Jeff Graves, 36, of Winter Haven. "I get a lot of personal satisfaction staying in the air with whatever Mother Nature gives you. You can fly in the air all day." 
Friends at the ranch belong to a special club, built from sharing the thrills of flight. "You have something very dear to yourself in common," said Jones. "You make fast friends and good friends. Immediately you know where each other comes from. The friendships that grow out of this place are unusually strong." 
The record at the ranch for staying in the air is 6 1/2 hours. Recently, one pilot stayed up two hours and 15 minutes and he couldn't wait to tell his friends. 
Jones said he's heard that some of the pilots who work at Sea World saw a sign on the break-room board that says, "No Hang gliding talk". 
The club has grown over the years, from the days of flying off somebody's lake while being towed by a boat or down a road towed by truck. Now there's aerotowing - being lifted by a yellow ultralight, called the Dragonfly, made specifically to climb at a steep rate and a slow speed. 
"We're into soaring and motorless flight," Jones said. "Most wouldn't want this, they think it's too slow." 
Slow is the perfect way to describe life at the ranch. Stop and listen an all you can hear is the wind blowing in your ears or an occasional flap of a glider wing. 
Pilots are walking around looking up at the sky. "It's a very weather-dependent thing," Jones said. "If it's gusty or rainy we don't fly. 
When the weather's beautiful, people come out of the woodwork." 
Flying a glider is the closet man can come to flying without his own feathers, members believe. Flying an ultralight is cheating, and skydiving is falling, not flying. 
Gliding is also a science. A glider's wing span is 36 feet long, made of a Dacron sail and an aluminum frame. 
Pilots hang under the glider's wings in a triangle of aluminum bars with a control bar crossing in front of them. They hang under the glider's center of gravity in a sleeping bag looking thing called harness, comfortable enough to sleep in, that supports their weight. All harnesses are equipped with a reserve parachutes for safety, although in 20 years of flying, Jones has never come close to needing one. Pilots must also wear a helmet. 
A simple shift to the left or right will make the glider turn and another shift forward or backward will cause the glider to go faster or slower. 
An altimeter and variometer, to determine the rate of climb or descent are fastened to the aluminum triangle in the pilot's view. A handle on the bar provides the mechanism to release from the ultralight, which tows the gliders on a rope. Gliders are certified by the United State Hang Gliding Association. 
"To me, hang gliding is a lot like sailing," Jones said. 
Even on a beautiful day, the conditions may not be right. "The lift isn't good today," Jones said recently. "The sky is blue, it's pretty day, but there's not very many thermals." 
Thermal columns of hot air lift the gliders - sometimes without their knowledge. Since a pilot can't always feel the thermals, the variometer tells them when they are in one. When the needle is on two, the glider is rising at 200 feet a minute. 
"It beeps," Jones said. 
"When that thing starts beeping, it's just a rush." Diesel said. 
"Reading the lift and signs of soaring, what's why these people are addicted to it." Jones said. "It's really, really challenging. It's competitive just to stay up." 
Jones offers lessons at the ranch, allowing students to first fly tandem, next to an instructor first. Then they move to a beginner glider, followed by flights in intermediate and advanced gliders. 
Jones is quick to point out that flying at the ranch is not for everyone. 
"The big part of the attraction is the camaraderie," he said. "Nobody's in our way and we get back to nature. "There's nothing that flies like a hang glider," Jones said. "It's magic."