View from my glider
Day 2 ended up being a rest day for Derek & I as it was too windy for our taste. Jim had a flight though & showed us where to fly over the back if it ever gets too windy when we're in the air already. We picked up another flying couple from the airport & had dinner at a fancy restaurant, eating food like artichokes with roquefort and a portobello mushroom dish. A nice change for a night, but we're back to quesadillas and coronas now.
Sunday was epic! We flew San Marcos again for a couple of hours, launching a little after noon. It was a mix of butt-kickin' thermals, ridge lift and a few friendly thermals too. We all went to land about the same time, tired & ready for lunch. We drove into a nearby town & stopped at the roadside restaurant that had the loudest band. Perfect choice! We ran into Manuel, a local hang glider pilot, and ate a huge lunch with him. Conversation happened in bursts between the band's songs but we had a great time trying.
We decided to head back up to launch in hopes of catching a smooth glass-off flight, and arrived to watch Herminio swooping launch repetitively in fat, laminar air. Game on! We got about an hour of soaring in until sunset - Jim waited in the landing zone with his headlights on since it was getting fairly dark as the last of us touched back down to earth.
Back at the hotel, the festival of Guadalupe was STILL going on, so we walked to the square to watch some more madness. All that flying today took it's toll though so I was in bed by 10...it's a hard life!
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