This post was to go out Thursday, the 25th of October.
So, not much wind today until late. We were on a hill site instead of the normal beach site. (The police had moved us on, apparently).
I tried 3 times, but couldn’t get my wing to inflate properly. Never got off the ground, but then again, didn’t face plant and no broken props. Small blessings, I guess.
Worked up a hell of sweat to no avail.
Kept practicing both my forward and reverse launch technique.
Just as I was about to try again, a bunch of local paramotor pilots showed up. Really old, tired wings, loud, smoky engines. They were doing crazy flying, constantly buzzing around the top of this hill.
I was psyched out even more. No flying for me.