We were so in phase in our paragliding days

I’m back from a week of paragliding around Camden Haven on the Mid North Coast of New South Wales, and the world seems a lot more boring than it did from 500 metres above the ground. I’m not stuck in an office or anything stupid like that, but flying has burrowed under my skin like an ice addict’s invisible beetles and I’ve really got the itch to get back up there again.

Or maybe it’s just scabies, I dunno.

Anyway, I’ve put together a short video of my time up there. I cut out the bit where I fell into a bush, and the bit where I almost crashed into a tree, but I think it’s a fun little movie that captures what it’s like to be a novice pilot hanging out with the Cloudbase crew. If you search for paragliding on the YouTube you’ll find all sorts of vids of dudes pulling off flips and crazy shit like that, but few of them have only four hour’s flight time, so they don’t really represent a beginner’s experience.

In other words, the guys in those videos are Ron Jeremy; I’m an 18-year-old in a knock shop.

So here it is, the besterest and most critically-acclaimed film since Dead Dudes in the House.