The paraglider is just a bunch of fabric, lines, and other stuff, a tool for learning about the sky and about what kind of person I am, when I fly. A paraglider stands for freedom, for joy, for the power to understand, and to demonstrate that understanding. Those things aren’t destructable.
I love adrenaline. We all know that. I’m always willing to try crazy things. We all know that. I’m more and more into extreme sports. We all know that. So when I have spotted a poster advertising paragliding by Fly Kazbegi in my hostel I decided to give it a try. No surprise here!
A last-minute planner as I’m, but only when it comes to travels and all things around. Normally I’m always super prepared and on top of my plans (my OCD is kicking off here). So I called the number to scheduled the paragliding flight for the next day, hoping that the weather will be suitable.
I didn’t ask any more questions, like what I need, how does it work, how long it will takes. See you tomorrow. And hip hip hurray I will paraglide tomorrow. Typical Marysia. Off to enjoy my evening.
The next day I woke up after a long looooong looooong night of partying to a lovely sunny day, got breakfast, got shower and off I went with a smile on my face.
The paragliding school in Kazbegi is run by Ukrainian people. Great, nice and very professional people, let me only tell you! I have met my instructor, few minutes of little chitchat and we jumped into 4 wheeler. The starting point was up in the mountains facing the Kazbegi village. And I know that those days everything on Internet seems to be breath-taking but believe me Caucasus Mountains really are!
For some strange reason they assumed I speak Russian. I tried to explain that I would much prefer instructions in English (they both spoke English quiet well). My instructor said (with a smile on his face): ‘Marysia you are a Polish Girl and your Russian is perfect’. Somehow I wanted to believe that! I got a briefing, we waited for a while for good wind conditions and we jumped/run into air… you chose!
The beginning was the most difficult, my instructor told me to run as fast as I can and focus on the mountains in front of me instead of the cliff I was facing! Or at least this is what I have understood. Lol Easy peasy when you think of it; try standing in my spot.
We run into the air and after few seconds we were up, paragliding. The view was spectacular. The feeling was something I have never experienced before. Maybe a bit similar to diving in the sense of space expanding!
Have you ever heard about ‘perfect defect’, which is a theory of Universe expanding? I have my own little theory, that I experience ‘perfect defect’ the very first few seconds of every dive and now of every paragliding flight!
Anyway, You all know by now that I’m a bit weird and my mind works in strange ways!
The flight itself is very easy, as you have a pilot doing everything for you. You can relax and enjoy the views. Breath-taking views!
It seemed super short even though I have been an hour in the air on the 3000m above sea level! I guess it is adrenaline kicking off, as it seemed like maximum 20 minutes.
Landing was unexpectedly soft. I was expecting it will be a hard hit but it was more like a feather slowly descending to the ground. Not that I can call myself a soft fluffy feather Lol
It was my very first time; but surly not the last one! Only after the flight I had did some online investigation and learned about World Paragliding Championships and many other crazy stuff people are able to perform with a glide.
I have a long way to go before I will be able to enjoy my first solo flight, but after all we all love some challenges every now and than.
Oh, and it comes up my Russian is not so bad! Best prove? I ‘m still alive.
Watch me paragliding in Kazbegi!
I have made a short video for you to have a look; please do not be too harsh. It is my first paragliding experience and my first video making experience. I will get better I promise, at both!
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