Like a complete dumbarse….
I ended up getting thoroughly mashed at le delice last night with Andy and Fred. Well… I had so much adrenaline from flying yesterday that an early night didn’t seem right.
So this morning, Feeling minging, I had to try to learn to fly some more. A complete balls up, really. The hangover was an obstacle, but the bruises and general brokenness from yesterday’s effort were just as debilitating.
Now I’m suddenly very nervous about flying solo. There’s so much information to process, weather conditions, controlling the canopy, taking the thing off, turbulence, wind shear, flying the thing down to the landing zone. Loosing just the right amount of height so your final turn brings you into land straight into the wind. Spotting the wind direction on the ground while you’re flying. All these things have to come together for a safe flight and landing, and um….. well….. I’m actually a bit scared I think. I’ll be in radio contact with the instructors on the ground, but they are French and although they do speak good English, it’s not really English, and sometimes it’s hard to understand what he wants me to do.
I’m going to spend the evening resting. Sleeping. Watching DVD’s to be as on the ball as I can be tomorrow, but with a bit of luck it’ll rain and we won’t fly.
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Think positively…..soon you’ll be able to fly off Mont Blanc with me!!!
Good luck.