A long time ago I looked through a roommate's photo album. He was a professional photographer, and he had some great shots of his friends hang gliding. When I asked him about the photos, he pointed to three in sequence, and said: "He's dead, he's dead, and he's a paraplegic." All from hang gliding.
When I was younger one of my best friends loved hang gliding. Then he bought one of those things that looks like a hang glider but has a small engine on it. He ran into some power lines and died. He was 32 years old. What a waste.