Whatís it like to Paraglide?
Hmmmmm...? How do you describe it without lapsing into greeting
Consider the diary of a paragliding pilot:
1st Flight, After a day of ground school and theory
I sure was ready to fly. There I was on top of the hill looking
down on the world. I had a perfect launch. I remember how my feet
got lighter and lighter as I ran till .... There I was floating
over the ground, flying! I saw some people on the bike path below,
looking up at me, pointing. A minute later, with a few steps, I
had landed. It's hard to describe how I felt. It was incredible...
Two weeks later, ... I get to fly off the upper
launch now. Twice as high, twice as cool. On my last flight today
I soared. I flew back and forth over the ridge for ten minutes.
It sure was something looking down at the top of the hill.
A month later, Iím certified! Yes itís official
Iím a Class 2 pilot. We had some bad weather so it took an extra
weekend. I get out flying with my paragliding buddies when ever
I can. What a mixed lot they are...
Six months later, ...Iím getting pretty darn good
if I do say so myself. Well, I still have a lot to learn to get
as good as the Hot Shots but Iím getting a lot of soaring flights.
Got my first hour long flight last week. What was really amazing
was, after flying for a half an hour, I looked over and there was
a huge golden eagle flying with me, only forty feet away.
Nine months later, ...Blah! Hasnít been "flyable"
for two weeks. I was sitting in the office staring out the window
at the clouds. I was thinking, "I been there." I smiled thinking,
"And I'll be there again".
One year later, Business trip to California, took
the paraglider, flew for hours over the ocean at the beach. Me and
Fourteen months later, ...Yes! The boss gave me
three weeks off! Going to the Alps to fly!
Sixteen months later, Flew in Grindelwald Switzerland
today. Unbelievably beautiful. I got the most incredible view of
the Eiger north wall. Below me, three thousand feet below me, was
the town of Grindelwald...
Went to the Neuschwanstein Castle today. We wanted to fly over
it but it was raining. Toured the Castle then went to the Gasthaus
for "Ein bier bitte" (My friends told me to say that. It got me
beer, that's all I know.) Hey! Itís a hard life but someoneís got
to live it
Two Years later, Well here I am at the US National
Championships. Yea right! No, Iím not a big competition pilot. Iím
flying in the "Fly In" for fun when the competition is over for
the day. Itís incredible to watch the competition. There are pilots
from all over the world here...
Eleven years ago,
I went to Verbier Switzerland to ski. Lucky for me
the snow was terrible. I took paragliding lessons instead. Now looking
back through my log book I can find all of these experiences plus
many others. (I did fly in the Nationals, donít ask me where I placed.)
If youíve wondered what it would be like to fly, if you've looked
up in the sky and seen a eagle slowly circling, going higher and
higher and thought, "If only...",
If you find yourself waking in
the morning, remembering a cool flying dream you just had, talk
Dreams are cool...
Paragliding is incredible!