When my
partner in crime turns a year older, the only reasonable thing to do is to make
him run out from a cliff attached to a paraglide. With a great number of
butterflies in our stomachs, the pilot drove us an hour outside Cusco - to “the Sacred Valley of the Incas”. The highest any of us has been in the air prior
to this would have to be on the five-meter diving platform in the local
swimming hall.
In other words, nothing compared to this.
After a
rather scary start with a crash after take off, and an unpleasant meeting with
a bush, we both got to fly 20 - 30 minutes. The pilot caught some thermal
winds, and on my flight we followed the wind up to about 4900 masl (about 1400
meters above the ground). Trust me, my heart has never been closer to my
throat.
The view
was amazing, and my gopro also got some wind under its wings. But I must admit,
I´m way more comfortable 50 meters below water than 5000 meters above sea
level!
Crash take-off into a bush - auch!
E flying
Getting ready for another try
Finally flying
Happy to have my legs on solid ground!
KLEM
AK
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