fri …is it a week already?
Wake up in elsinore …how did I get here?have to stop drinking like that…named apparently after an English kings mistress…a huge basin with an equaly huge lake about 5 miles(7k) by 3 very popular with powerboatowners whos wakes look like vapour trails from 5k ft above it..i meet vics friend in these parts joe…hes a likeable old school smiler who lives in a 45ft steel cargo container buried on the mountainside…the doors open to a magnificent view of the lake and valley below and it maintains a constant and comfortable temp in the 70s when its well over 100 outside…inside the setup is simple solar powered and secluded he hasn’t neede to paid a bill in years … I can see why he loves it …we take a tour of the launch and landing areas and decide to use the east facing top one…we fly…conditions are hard to read on the ground cos the sky is blue everywhere but its blowing nicely up the face and once airborne it is plain that its gonna be a good day… im on my way to 2000ft over launch shreddin thermals in the first minute and light aircraft begin pass under me … its located about 40 miles southeastish of l.a just of highway15 here http://www.paraglidingearth.com/en-html/resultats_recherche.php …you can see the sea about 15 miles away from this kind of height and its onshore wind blows over the back of the launch by 2 oclock almost everyday making it useless every afternoon… I land after a beautiful hour and a bit but in the wrong field …pack and get some good exercise tabbing back for 45mins or so…drowning in my own sweat I am welcomed by mike spike and geof …three hangie pilots who are chilling on a medium sized sofa under a large oak tree with an extra large cooler of beer … we proceed to ruin it the way god intended for the rest of the afternoon…outstanding…this is why we came…swerve back to the rv…what was that about drinking?eat…crash