Isn´t it just the best when you can go
flying in the middle of the week or on the working day? Last Thursday we were
making schnaps or brandy or liquor or vodka, so many names for a simple fruit distillation,
and I was being careful not to drink too much, because next day it was a flying
one. I forgot about time and went to sleep at 4am, but I didn’t have any
problems waking up. On the launch were quite a lot of people for a working day…
I launched around 1pm. Cloud base was low.
I went to the end of the broken mountain, where usually the thermal is. I
climbed up and flew to the end of the ridge where you could jump to another
ridge called Čaven. I saw many pilots trying to cross and decided to go back to
the broken mountain. I started to thermal when suddenly my vario went crazy.
Thermal threw me up and at the same moment a cloud came and fastly slide under
me. First I was a little scared, I didn’t know what is going on, and then I was
totally happy when I realized I am flying above the cloud. This was one of the
best flying experiences ever. I was so happy I wanted to cry and laugh and
sing. I went back to the pilots that tried to come over to Čaven Mountain then
I tried to get another cloud. When I was tired I decided to go to land. Singing on the way down I knew I must be the happiest person on
the planet.
