Recently, I wrote a flying column about losing my medical certificate due to health problems, and how bummed out I was over it. A grounded airman is not a happy airman. Now, however, I am once again stoked, to use an old surfing expression. Why? One word: Ultralights. They are, without a doubt, the closest thing a pilot can get to feeling like a bird. Better yet, to fly one, I don’t need a medical certificate because the FAA doesn’t regulate Ultralights (in the real sense). Can it get any better than that? I think not. Why I didn’t think ...