What an amazing day...

Last night a heavy rain shower came in. Sounded like we were going to be swept away.

This morning, it was as if Mother Nature wanted to reassure us it wasn’t personal:

After a start like that, you know the day is going to go well.

We started with how to make sure your reserve chute is packed properly:

Then we got into our swim costumes, and practiced “ditching” into the swimming pool, and figuring out how to undo all the buckles and what not before you drown. (I don’t have any pictures of that, sorry).

Then, we went to the beach again. Us beginners were practicing the ground handling of the wing, while the more experienced folks actually started flying on the site. Leading to views like this all day long (can you see the tiny paramotor around the center of the image, seeming to fly off to heaven...

I must have run up and down the beach 25 times, hauling the wing, and practicing feeling how it behaves in the wind.

I’m beat. I’m going to bed.