It is UEA weekend, which means the kids are out of school, and a great reason to jump over the ridge to Park City...Deer Valley, actually. It seems with every trip, the paragliding gear always seems to find its way into the back of the truck. Just a few short flights are okay, right? Wesley and I do a quick evening flight off PC Mountain in strong crosswind conditions. Made for a short flight, but at least my feet leave the ground.
The following morning, I awake to no wind, clear skies, beautiful autumn colors, and cold crisp air. A few mintues walking and we are launching into the beautiful scenery. The second flight is a little more thermic, but nothing substantial, just enough to throw me around a little bit. It is just pure beautiful autumn flying. Great to be up here spending time and flying with the family.
There are many passions, paths and pursuits in life. Some help shape character, while others simply define it. In my passionate pursuit to live, learn, and experience life to its fullest I find myself anchored into something that not only shapes me, but defines me. As I look towards the sky, see the clouds, and feel the wind on my face I realize, because of a paraglider, I am now metaphorically and literally anchored to the sky.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Cherry Canyon
I love the colors, smells, and calming air of October. It is such a beautiful, calm, clear day we just have to go do a longer hike-n-fly. Matt, Mark, and I trudge our way up the steep trail to the upper launch. The wind is pretty cross up here right now, but were used to it. A quick lay out the gear, a few tugs on the lines and were off. Although not a super long flight, it was great working the small thermals over the bench. It is always great to spend time with fellow pilots, and friends who remain as passionate about this sport as I do.
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