Walter Fontana
Paragliding
Whenever humanity seems condemned to heaviness, I think I should fly like Perseus into a different space.
I don't mean escaping into dreams, or into the irrational. I mean I have to change my approach,
look at the world from a different perspective, with a different logic, and with fresh methods of
cognition and verification.
Italo Calvino, Six Memos for a New Millennium
at cloudbase over the central Alps, Italian/Austrian border, April 2005
wing: Cayenne from Skywalk
Howdy.
New England is not the best destination for paragliding. This is hanggliding country. We "bagwings" are too fragile for the oftentimes strong winds of the Northeast.
Capricious weather doesn't help either, in particular if one's whim is confined to rare weekends
free of deadlines. I do most of my flying in Europe or at the sidelines of some meeting.
If you are a pilot and want to share the air, drop a note:
cloudbase at verizon dot net
