Training day lets say.

Arrived early with Rafa, only bits of sun, wasn't burning through yet. So we agreed on trying to fly as far out in the valley as possible.

Cloudsuck, but not like in Manilla ...., over the bridge then sink sink all the way, so heading back as fast as I could, down safe, waiting for retrieval. Meanwhile Rafa got to the clouds over Maigmo, although I left the hill miles above him,I was on the ground before him.
Hey Rafa where's the plan, we said valley, not Maigmo, you sneeky b..... .

Soon after my retrieval he bummed out as well. It was clear we were gonna have to fight for every lift to get somewhere. Great, I love this more than easy lift all day.

An hour later our friends Jose Luis, Dudo, Imre, Antolino, Rafa 2 arrived.

As soon as we were in the air, we could have stayed near take off and taking the old foto again. So we left for Maigmo, knowing it was gonna be scratchy.

While low airtimers were having fun soaring above the take off, mor experienced pilots were trying to do the rigde run to Maigmo. It was a matter of sun and shade, of being there at the right second. Once you got above the ridges, the clouds worked.

Another half hour of practising, no succes.

Bloody Dudo on the radio, hola chicos, where are you, no radio on ? I am at 1500 meter, and still climbing.

Ok, ok Dudo, you are a champ.

Later in the afternoon I found a naked man in the swimming pool. We usually bath in april, but it hasn't been cold this winter, so.

Although he looked pretty blue and small when he got out.