Someone gave my dad, Mike Demarco, a gyrocopter. It’s kind of like a chair attached to a propeller that flies as high as some single-engine airplanes. It’s doorless. It has a seatbelt, which in itself is a little terrifying. If you’ve ever been in a single-engine airplane (and you can imagine that experience in a tiny craft without doors), you know what I mean. The turbulence, the speed ... a seatbelt?
My pops has his pilot’s license and a plane that he keeps in Mountainair, N.M. That’s where he’s building his chicken/wind farm. He’s building a house out of used tires.
We went out for Father’s Day and shot guns at old cars. This time, during our Thanksgiving visit, I took photo and video (below) of the gyrocopter. He hasn’t flown it yet, because, in his words, he’s still learning about it. He’s not too keen on lessons, of course.