flying, fantastic! Though conditions haven’t been always great. And the flying community, (a dozen in springtime, maybe a 100 in the fall?) flying community has been fantastic and my only regret so far is that I haven’t been able to spend more time with them. after a week and just a few flights, I’m unfortunately already considering moving on with my other pressures in life. I want to get some ground handling done in manali, and I must get back to dharamsala for a few more land project errands. In any event, much of the solo pilots wandered over to here from Nepal, and bruce the grandfather here has been fantastically friendly. All indications say that I will enjoy spending more time here and some of the pilots even think that starting another paragliding colony is possible anywhere along the ridge here. In fact, if I just hold on long enough, its probably the case that something will emerge and I’ll be able to take part of it.
I’ve been completely inspired and I’m having fun with everything I’m doing. I’m doing real xcountry now, though know that I’ve got to gain more skill and knowledge before I really dive into it. I’ve been happy with my thermaling abilities, and can spend more time on this. I’ve been completely schooled in my take-offs on that shifty bit of a take-off sight, but a massive dose of ground handling will set this much better. I saw the power of google earth and must double my commitment and efforts to get on this path, it will be to my benefit.
Alas, except for a few people that are taking their very first flights (and in conditions that are not ideal for them), I’m by far the greenest pilot about. With my little 25 hours or so and 45 flights, I’m not even sophomore to these seniors. This is great, as I’m learning a ton from them. and my caution is still with me so I’m not inclined to break my back. Still, I know that I’ve gone over the line if more the one pilot urges caution. And with several broken pilots about, I know that I need to continue to take care. This is part of why I haven’t racked up more then 5 hours of flying in the week I’ve been here. That’s fine. I need to watch my ego issues with not flying, I should be okay with that. Like they say, I don’t want to scare myself. Indeed, their stories of “getting the glider in your face” is a bit daunting. But my trusty dhv1 school glider continues to prove its value in making me feel good in the sky.
Shame I cant say the same about my harness. I’m tired of this damn harness after several weeks and know that I must buy a new one already. Perhaps I can trade it for a safety shoot? It’s bulky, and I’m suffering from the weight and volume. I must get something that’s 2-3 kg and folds up with an airbag. I damn near killed myself under the weight of this clumsy thing hiking through the night 15 hours under a crummy backback.
Oh yes, I had my first real mis-adventure! With my focus on margin of vertical safety, I neglected the orthogonal issue of horizontal safety. Up to the top of the first ridge I go chasing after some other paragliders I see up high. But wait, I just make it to this saddle so high, and I burn close down to the top below. A long valley full of a strong headwind with trees, and an unknown but good looking valley behind. I baled out and found good luck flying in unknown territory. And the hiking back was as glorious as can be with the funny misguidance of the locals (yes, I ended up walking all night long wandering about and didn’t get home until close to dawn). With good and well intentioned warnings from those who have 10 times my experience, I take head and draw a bit back. With time, that outer compass will be turned inward.
So with things wide open and there even an obvious opportunity for a string of paragliding guesthouses, and outposts, I’m eager to spend more time here, and become more excepted by this excellent community.
After a week of getting to know flying more, I wonder again if paramotoring will ultimately be where it’s at for me. I found my xcountry trips exciting, hoping around above our local forest. But it will be perhaps a year or more before I start linking many more valleys together. And when I look in google earth, there’s massive amounts more worth of terrain that nobody ever gets to because it’s just too unsafe to soar there. I’d like to cover this. To find out I suspect that I’ll have to dive into it. but for now, and with almost nobody to guide me in those efforts, and no community built about that sporty motor niche, I’ll continue this wonderful act of soaring, and improve my skills to that of a hero. If my engine gives out, at least I’ll have much more of a fighting chance, and that’s what I’ll need.