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the clearest tones imaginable.  I was deeply impressed, and learned later this band was playing at a funeral near Pomona.  Drifting along, I noticed an opening in the clouds ahead of me.  I descended through it and sailed over the city of Corona, finally making a landing at Arlington.  The trip was made by air in less than one hour; the return by train was one hour and thirty minutes.

[[underscore]]VARIABLE WIND CURRENTS[[/underscore]]

   I had made arrangements with the park management to make three ascents and the following Sunday was to be the last.  I had received an impression from previous trips that the air was divided into air currents traveling in many different directions and that it might be possible to travel in almost any direction by seeking different elevations.  The next Sunday was fine, not a cloud in the sky.  The start was made and with the afternoon sea breeze, I drifted toward the mountains.  Finding there were no cross currents but a steady flow toward the mountains, I decided to try to fly over [[strikethrough]]them[[/strikethrough]] and into the valley beyond.  Soon I observed that we were at a very high altitude and looking at the barometer I was surprised to find we were at 16,000 feet and had reached another air current which reversed the direction of travel. In a very short time I was out over the sea and held the altitude until I was over Catalina Island.  Then I descended rapidly and considered the advisability of making a quick landing on the island.  This was not necessary as a brisk surface wind was blowing in the direction of the shore and we traveled very rapidly with the trail rope in the water.  I made a landing within a mile of the park.