It's been seven years since Jason and I flew in Slovenia. A lot has changed since then. We are both fathers and life is a lot busier. But for one week we got to fly together.
Wakey wakey. Our twin room opened up onto a large patio balcony
Jason taking advantage of the improved launh facilities before take off.
The launch area is now fenced off from non-flyers, so no more dogs walking on your wing or smokers dropping ash as they pass by. There is an area to set up your wing and check it, and a separate launch area that is well marshalled.
A little after 1pm conditions were good enough to launch, although cloudbase was still pretty low and remained that way all day
On my third crossing of the lake I arrived as low as before, expecting to get just as lucky. I was radioing Jason to follow me, but he made the better decision to stay where he was, although he didn't realise at the time that I had already crossed the lake twice. When I arrived low this time I did not connect with lift and was left desperately trying for a low save before leaving it a bit late to set up a landing approach. X marks the spot.
Quick video clip showing the spot where I 'landed'
The red line approximates my landing approach
Saw some interesting things on the hike back to the Doussard landing field, like these students learning to rock climb.
I now had a 6km trek, carrying my rather heavy gear back to landing field.
It took me about 80 mins to hike back along the cycle path, but the weather was nice and so was the view.