The paragliding season will only reopen in October but each weekend as we drive by on the road from Kamshet to Native place my eyes turn to the Shelar hills on the right to get a glimpse of what is going on there.
How independent are we she asked if we are not allowed to express ourselves and share our concerns about the water of our own lakes being chanellised to industrial towns that have polluted their own water sources. She sure had a point there
I flew about freely, ensconced in comforting friendly air all around me, singing to myself, watching people takeoff below me and work their way up. Soon the restitution kicked in and it was lifting all over. I spotted a long billed vulture and was thrilled with the sighting. It flew over my glider and I followed it happily for a while singing loudly wondering if it could hear me
I often talk about the ‘nirvana paragliding trip’ a special experience that each of our students and visiting pilots go through – one filled with excitement, discovery, lasting friendships & memories and a sense of belonging to the Nirvana Paragliding Family and Native Place.