Taco Flavoured Flying

After absolute shit flying weather last week, the weather gods seemed to have remembered Bright over the last few days and have provided some half decent flying days. Today base was surprisingly at 1950m but was fucking cold! It’s kind of funny when you’re flying up there and you start seeing your breath – I wonder if you can form your own clouds that way?....

I’ve happily clocked another few hours and just surpassed the 110 hour mark today – hooray! I was a bit disappointed having set a task before flying and not nearly finishing it, but at least I gained some more cloud flying experience and even the dark ones don’t seem so scary anymore. When I landed I very luckily scored a ride back up to launch where an end of day flight turned into a really sweet, smooth, boaty fly where I surprised myself climbing back up to base (albeit 1.5m/s at a time!), flying to Goldmine and then back to the landing paddock. It was pretty darn awesome!

I took this picture today and had someone in mind when I took it – definitely an inside joke. I've decided I have no shame in posting or saying things on my blog anymore because I’m sure most of you think I’m a bit of a cracked nut anyway, so rock on!