Relaxed flying. Front coming in tomorrow, cirrus screening the sun. No thermal activity worth going for, inland low cloudbase, so why not cruise along the coastline. Outlooking the bay of Alicante, or the salt lakes of Santa Pola on your right. Or right in front of you the island of Tabarca. A must visit for a non flyable day.
Some adrenaline, some wing over, some spiral, but mostly chilling, getting a buzz off the easiness of flying. Together with a group of dutch pilots, spending time together at the cliffs.
Nice and cool in the air, shorts on. Because the air is hot.
And not only the air is hot. Its may, and getting hot, so youngsters walk around pretty proud and sexy. Boys and girls, springtime, thinner blood, more testosterone. Oh damn, this is a bit off the track ain't it. Sorry fellows, but me myself and I are made of flesh and blood as well. And if you live in Spain, this all is inevitable, Spain to me is the most sexy country in Europe. When temperatures rise, when summer is near, when beaches get crowded, when all is moving, all is more exciting, all is ... more Spain !
I come from 'a' previous generation,
we had the choice between,
'Love me do' or 'Come on baby, light my fire'
'Obladi - oblada' or 'This is the End'
'Betty Davis' or 'Sharon Stone'
and lets see for the youngsters
'Joni Mitchell's big yellow taxi' or 'Beyonce's RnB' ?
Well I would know, I'd put on my dancing shoes, its friday night, and we all had a great flying day. I would rock the night away, and ask the sexiest to have a dance.
there are a lot of paragliding movies on you tube .........
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