Some Flying is Better Than None

Shocking news – the trend has been broken: we flew today!

Man, every blog entry for this trip has reeked of negativity, and unfortunately this one is not all lollipops either.

This morning we went up to a flying site that involved about a half hour hike up a pretty steep mountain/hill thingy. The flying was pretty lame – no lift, just a quick top to bottom. Al and I did 2 of these each (while everyone else only had one flight) – yes, we are keeners. Total airtime at this site: 7 minutes.

We then headed to another site which involved like a 35 minute drive. This site, Mala, was flyable, but not soarable. The two flights I had here were somewhat boring. Total airtime here: 9 minutes.

So, my airtime in Lanzarote is a whole 15 minutes – hooray. I had a “moment” where I vented my frustrations aloud, which were cheerfully peppered with the use of the word “fuck”. Everybody laughed, and I only did it once, but man, I meant every word I said. I wouldn’t put Lanzarote high on my list for paragliding destinations, that’s for sure.

My trip is coming to an end – 2 more flying days left, with one extra day to bum around. I miss certain people back home, but I don’t want to go back without at least one good flying story. Hopefully tomorrow it’ll all come together.