On a pleasant Sunday evening, a friend invited me to go hovering. It was a beautiful, late summer evening with the sun's reflection washing the river in a pastel rust. With our hovercraft gliding on air above the mirror-like surface, we explored remote creeks, sand dunes and mud flats rarely seen by other human beings. The wildlife, in its magnificent display, barely noticed us as we breezed past. I marveled yet again at the majesty of hovering, regretting that not everyone would ever share this experience.