Once at base, I could re-focus on the flight plan and start heading South East again. With a tail wind I can fly up to 55 kilometres per hour and I glided in a straight line for 10km, looking for the next climb. I repeated this process a number of times using multiple thermals to climb to base and then glide to cover more and more distance. During the flight, I was lucky enough to share the air space with fellow paragliders, sail planes, light aircraft, and military helicopters.
It is a crazy feeling being high above the ground, thermalling in tight circles with sail planes flying around me so close that I could wave to the pilots. In each climb I could see myself getting closer to the clouds, further away from the ground and to stay calm I reminded myself that this is what paragliding is all about. There is nothing else quite like the views of our beautiful country from over a mile high up in the air. It is humbling, exhilarating, and sometimes a little scary, but always extremely rewarding.