I was out hiking with my family. We were up on the fells, just coming up to a saddle between two peaks which we were going to cross, when a fighter jet zoomed over our heads.
That isn't so incongruous as you might think - we usually go hiking in the Lake District, where military jets regularly practice low-level flying around terrain. There you'll be, walking through quiet countryside, when suddenly the sky is split in two by the roar or a supersonic or near-sonic engine - it's hard to follow the actual jets as they pass between the mountains, because they're always much further ahead than the sound, by the time you hear it.
But as a rule they don't fly a dozen feet over the heads of hikers. Dream logic, however...
I then noticed that it was extremely windy. In fact, the wind rushing through the pass and down the slope (as winds do in terrain like this - but not commonly with this strength) was so strong that it not only swept my feet out from under me but then held me off the ground. I realised that this was the wake of the jet engine, combined with the terrain.
At this point, real physics gave up and went to sit in the corner while dream logic had a field day, as I was lifted higher and higher by the wind, which was not abating even though the jet was well past. Not stupendously high, but tens of feet - high enough that falling would be far from pleasant. But I knew what to do! I seemed to be behaving like a light aircraft, and I know that a fixed-wing aircraft can rapidly lose height by a manoeuvre called a side-slip. This is where the pilot banks hard to one side using the wing control surfaces, while putting the rudder full to the other side. This causes the plane to keep facing straight ahead, but slew diagonally down through the air.
So I spread-eagled my arms and legs, tilted my arms - representing wings - to one side, and tilted my legs to the other (I'm not in hindsight sure that would work in place of the rudder, but real physics was still sulking) and smoothly soared down at a diagonal to land gracefully on my feet.
The remainder of the dream was me trying to describe write down the experience to friends.