From the Ridge Claudia and Pedro drove me to Quest where a
new hang gliding competition started. Meanwhile I was sleeping in the car most
of the time. I was very happy seeing all friends from Europe and States again.
First two days we didn’t have luck with the weather. We went
to Dunnellon in hope for better wind but also second day was declared as not
flyable. Alex, Wolfi and Zippy bewitched
some margaritas in hope we sacrifice enough for gods of wind for the weather to
get better. As the forecast wanted, we moved back to Quest and had a short task
with many pilots in goal. Because we wished for even better weather conditions we
stayed awake the whole night making a mess around Quest finishing in jacuzzi to
calm down and think about only few hours that were left for sleeping.
The gods of wind must had thought that we were too humble,
so they send me a nice breeze that drifted me to the swamp near Quest. In Rambo style I
fought with quick sand, spiders, alligators and snakes to get my way back to
Quest, not knowing there is a road that is possible to use. I earned a title
"the swamp thing" and very scratched legs. What a day!!
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| Swamp thing ... |
Next days we started from Live Oak and we finished the
competition in Georgia. In the morning I had a chance to fly with Bobby on one
of the dragonflies that were going back to Quest. That was the best flying
experience ever. We followed the river, made some low field passes and finished
with under power line flight. It was amazing. Next day I helped him in his
hanger, where we put beautiful purple wings on his new dragonfly.
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| Dustin flying close to our dragonfly. |
Last night at Quest we went to, all you can eat, sushi place
and finished our goodbye party with photo session called buffalo Bill. Then British had to leave the States and I was on -mi own again- ...
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| Buffallo Bill is happy |
SLOVENSKA RAZLICICA
Po končani tekmi
na Florida Ridgu, sta me Claudia in Pedro odpeljala v Quest, kjer se je začela
nova tekma Race and Rally. Ideja te tekme je da se vsak dan celotna ekipa seli
v smeri vetra. Kot neke vrste letalska ciganska karavana.
Prva dva dneva
nismo imeli sreče z vremenom zato se je naša karavana preselila nazaj v Quest,
kjer smo izvedli kratko tekmo s ciljem na istem mestu. Ker smo hoteli boljše
vremenske pogoje smo se odločili da bomo žrtvovali bogovom vetra rujno kapljico
ali dve. No, noč se je končala v jacuzziju iz katerega nismo hoteli ven, ker je
bilo zunaj mraz in v jacuzziju toplo.
Bogovi vetra so
me zjutraj kaznovali in mi poslali močan severni veter, kateremu se začetniški
zmaj floter ni mogel upirati. Tako sem tonila kot padalo in se odločila zasilno
pristati v močvirnastem delu na drugi strani letališča. Vse uredu, samo ko sem
se probala v stilu Ramba prebiti čez vse tisto grmičevje nazaj na letališče sem
fasala nekaj prask. Toliko o letenju bos, v kratkih hlačah, kratki majici brez
telefona, vode in radijske postajce. Najraje bi se kar udrla v zemljo, sem si
mislila in kmalu se mi je tudi uspelo, saj sem naletela na zelo močvirnat del
džungle. Na srečo nisem srečala nobenega
aligatorja ali še huje kače. Osramočena in umazana sem se stuširala in odšla na
svoje delovno mesto razvrščanja pilotov in pobiranja vozičkov. Ter kasneje
izvedela da do mojega pristanka vodi cesta in trdna tla, ter da se pride s
štirikolesnikom ali džipom...
Naslednji dan se
je naša karavana končno premaknila severno. Zadnja tekma se je končala v drugi
zvezni državi Georgia. Tam sem imela srečo, saj me je najbolši tag pilot na
svetu odpeljal nazaj na Florido kar v dragonflyju. Tako sva pet ur sledila
reki, preletavala žitna polja in podletavala električne napeljave. Naslednji dan sem mu pomagala pospraviti
hangar in do konca zgraditi novega dragonflyja.
V Questu sem
ostala še eno noč. Kjer smo imeli poslovilni žurčič z Britanskima pilotoma.
Najprej smo se odpravili v all you can eat sushi restavracijo nato pa skoraj do
jutra nadaljevali v klubski dnevni sobi v Questu.
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| Overpassing some fields |
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| The river |
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