My Mate Dave

I have done a few posts on my journey into paragliding… First flights / Club Pilot / Dune Du Pilat / Oludeniz …but for this post I wanted to talk about how instrumental my mate Dave has been in my paragliding progression. I didn’t know what paragliding was until Dave started flying View this postContinue reading “My Mate Dave”

First Trip to Oludeniz

Oludeniz is a massive clash between two very different worlds. Despite being only a very small town, the population is almost entirely 2 types: Brits abroad looking for the all inclusive beach package, and those who get bored really easily and are trying to get as many runs as possible throwing themselves off the topContinue reading “First Trip to Oludeniz”

The Fear

I have never felt fear like it. Not nervousness about going to a party or running away from a spider. Gut-wrenching, wretch-inducing, sweaty everywhere, can’t listen to anyone else’s inane chatter, curling up in a ball and hiding to putt off the inevitable. In Turkey I learnt to do Full Stalls and Spins on myContinue reading “The Fear”

Learning to Fly

Not going to lie, the weather forecast wasn’t looking great as I prepared for my trip to Algodonales. So why am I going to this tiny town in Spain? To learn to Paraglide! Since visiting Gerlitzen a couple of years ago, I have wanted to travel Europe and learn to fly for myself, but havingContinue reading “Learning to Fly”