Great flights, and one perfect one flying in/round/through clouds which was awesome.
here's a pic
Wednesday, 21 October 2009
Airvault, France
I was just over at Airvault in France weekend before last - first time flying my new PAP paramotor, and fiirst flight since my knee op back in April.
Great flights, and one perfect one flying in/round/through clouds which was awesome.
here's a pic
Great flights, and one perfect one flying in/round/through clouds which was awesome.
here's a pic
Sunday, 19 July 2009
2nd holiday in sharm
So, day one of the 2nd time I've been in Sharm in 4 weeks.
A day by the beach. Excellent snorkelling in the house reef just outside the hotel (which is very very nice, but a wee bit expensive for food and stuff). Lunch with a few beers cost us 50 quid.
Here is eugene being attacked by a little parrot fish that later bit him on the ear.
A day by the beach. Excellent snorkelling in the house reef just outside the hotel (which is very very nice, but a wee bit expensive for food and stuff). Lunch with a few beers cost us 50 quid.
Here is eugene being attacked by a little parrot fish that later bit him on the ear.
Friday, 19 June 2009
last post of the night ... probably
Well, I'd have to say, overall Sharm ain't a bad place. It's certainly not Egypt - its very similar to Cancun in Mexico in terms of it's western centre in the middle of a foreign country.
But is does it better than Cancun. Perhaps because of the lack of americans, there isn't the chain mentality of cancun (no Outback, no Hooters, etc). There is still a genuine blend of egyptian with 'english' and it sort of works I think.
If yer a bit of a 'sit at the bar and watch the folk go by' kind of person, then it is hard to beat. Everything from yer working class family from 'oop north' struggling to cope with the singular choice of mcDonalds, KFC or Rock Cafe... to the middle ground folk for holiday.. perhaps the first time in egypt, trying some new things, to the russians - still wearing mickey mouse t-shirts and clothes that wouldn't look out of place on liberachy. (it is a constant mystery to me, how they can invert the globe and not notice that the rest of earth's population has moveed on from gold tops and leg warmers...)
But is does it better than Cancun. Perhaps because of the lack of americans, there isn't the chain mentality of cancun (no Outback, no Hooters, etc). There is still a genuine blend of egyptian with 'english' and it sort of works I think.
If yer a bit of a 'sit at the bar and watch the folk go by' kind of person, then it is hard to beat. Everything from yer working class family from 'oop north' struggling to cope with the singular choice of mcDonalds, KFC or Rock Cafe... to the middle ground folk for holiday.. perhaps the first time in egypt, trying some new things, to the russians - still wearing mickey mouse t-shirts and clothes that wouldn't look out of place on liberachy. (it is a constant mystery to me, how they can invert the globe and not notice that the rest of earth's population has moveed on from gold tops and leg warmers...)
last camel bar post
it is good to see that the camel bar is still full of the same hardcore dive folk (i.e. blokes and fat munters) that is was 8 years ago... some things never change.
time to move to somewhere else now that I've done the 'reminiscing' blog...
the music ain't changed either... commitments has just finished, and we nw have love shack... it's like frecking Chicagos!!!! (sorry ipswich in-joke).
time to move to somewhere else now that I've done the 'reminiscing' blog...
the music ain't changed either... commitments has just finished, and we nw have love shack... it's like frecking Chicagos!!!! (sorry ipswich in-joke).
Bugger me, I was in the right place afterall
Tings ave go a big bigger in the last 9 years....
but the old camel bar is still in the middle of it like an old kernel.
I am sitting in the same spot as I was 8 years ago. Sort of rubbishly, 8 years ago I was also sitting at the bar with a laptop around the same size as the one I am writing this one now ( now: acer aspire one, then: sony vaio picturebook). So.. not a lot of progress in some ways tech wise either!
Last time I was here with 3 mates from Pixelpark where I was working at the time: 1 diver, and the 3 of us learning. It was a good week.
I'm looking at the wall, covered in notes from around the world and flags, wishing I contributed something that I could see now, but I didn't unfortunately.
Here.s a piccie of how it is today
but the old camel bar is still in the middle of it like an old kernel.
I am sitting in the same spot as I was 8 years ago. Sort of rubbishly, 8 years ago I was also sitting at the bar with a laptop around the same size as the one I am writing this one now ( now: acer aspire one, then: sony vaio picturebook). So.. not a lot of progress in some ways tech wise either!
Last time I was here with 3 mates from Pixelpark where I was working at the time: 1 diver, and the 3 of us learning. It was a good week.
I'm looking at the wall, covered in notes from around the world and flags, wishing I contributed something that I could see now, but I didn't unfortunately.
Here.s a piccie of how it is today
Mother and Daughter week ?
I dunno if this is unusual or sharm is always like this, but there is a weird high number of mother and daughter combos wandering about... I mean 20% or so...
I never even knew 'holidays for yer mother and daughter' was even a thing.. but apparently it is.
Christ Knows what they do all week, 'cause they don't seem to be divers.
I never even knew 'holidays for yer mother and daughter' was even a thing.. but apparently it is.
Christ Knows what they do all week, 'cause they don't seem to be divers.
The Camel Bar
How things change!!!
9 years ago, the camel bar was the place to be for all the divers.
It was upstairs off the main street, sort of englishy with postcards from round the world posted on the walls.
All the dive instructors and students hung out there at the end of the day - mainly cause it was one of the few bars that existed.
Now we move on 10 years.... it's now like freckin vegas... more pubs, clubs and restuarants than you can shake a stick at.
I'd been warned it was very 'seedy' with russian hookers everywhere and folk offering you drugs every 10 yards.
That I have to say, is mince!!! it's a family place - lots of families wandering around. It's changed from being a dive only resort to a family resort, and I have to say I reckon it's done a pretty good job of it (ian if yer listening - wtf is the problem with sharm??)
Anyhoo, the upstairs corner bar, is now one of the biggest bars on the front.. so much so that I missed it when I tried to find it after 10 years...oops actually i've just realised that Im still sitting in some other bar and not the camel.. so will move on my next drink!!
All in all quite pleasant.
9 years ago, the camel bar was the place to be for all the divers.
It was upstairs off the main street, sort of englishy with postcards from round the world posted on the walls.
All the dive instructors and students hung out there at the end of the day - mainly cause it was one of the few bars that existed.
Now we move on 10 years.... it's now like freckin vegas... more pubs, clubs and restuarants than you can shake a stick at.
I'd been warned it was very 'seedy' with russian hookers everywhere and folk offering you drugs every 10 yards.
That I have to say, is mince!!! it's a family place - lots of families wandering around. It's changed from being a dive only resort to a family resort, and I have to say I reckon it's done a pretty good job of it (ian if yer listening - wtf is the problem with sharm??)
Anyhoo, the upstairs corner bar, is now one of the biggest bars on the front.. so much so that I missed it when I tried to find it after 10 years...oops actually i've just realised that Im still sitting in some other bar and not the camel.. so will move on my next drink!!
All in all quite pleasant.
relaxin'
Just relaxing the last few days by the pool.
Might go down to central sharm tomorrow (last day)... or might not :-)
Still about 100 degrees here, so easier to just bum around.
Reading 'Bad Science' by Ben Goldacre. Can recommend it - good read if only to confirm all I knew (and hopefully u did too!!)
Worth a read if only for some ammo to fling back at folk who think that the latest pomegranate juice or whatever fad is current has any scientific basis... (hint: it doesn't)
Wednesday, 17 June 2009
Another drift dive
Another drift dive in the afternoon - basically you jump off the back of the boat and let the current take you around the reef. When you ave used all your air, you wave the ship to come and pick you back up.
This is a sandfish. It sort of sits on top of bits of corral, not moving. If you are careful, you can sneak up to it like this. It spends most of the time burrowing in the sand for stuff.
Trumpet fish... dunno why on earth they are called that...
more of the brass section.
Some nice corral formation around 15m. Usually look a bit green./blue at this depth, but the light rays just caught it nice.
This is a sandfish. It sort of sits on top of bits of corral, not moving. If you are careful, you can sneak up to it like this. It spends most of the time burrowing in the sand for stuff.
Trumpet fish... dunno why on earth they are called that...
more of the brass section.
Some nice corral formation around 15m. Usually look a bit green./blue at this depth, but the light rays just caught it nice.
Ras Mohammed
Earlier start today as we were going to Ras Mahammed - one of the national parks. About 1 1/2 hours away in the boat.
Morning dive was one I did 9 years ago over the wreck of a ship which scattered its cargo of bog seats all over the reef.
There are also some pretty strong currents around here, so you can really find yourself fighting against getting dragged into the reef on one hand, and on the other you get to a bit where the current sucks through the reef to the ocean floor... 300m deep...so you need to keep yer wits about you!
Ideal if you forgot to go on the surface.
These look cool the way the light catches then ad they sort of move as one mass.
kind of flourescent fish, dunno what its called.
A few of your intrepid camera man.
Morning dive was one I did 9 years ago over the wreck of a ship which scattered its cargo of bog seats all over the reef.
There are also some pretty strong currents around here, so you can really find yourself fighting against getting dragged into the reef on one hand, and on the other you get to a bit where the current sucks through the reef to the ocean floor... 300m deep...so you need to keep yer wits about you!
Ideal if you forgot to go on the surface.
These look cool the way the light catches then ad they sort of move as one mass.
kind of flourescent fish, dunno what its called.
A few of your intrepid camera man.
Tuesday, 16 June 2009
Manta
On the way back from the last dive, the captain spotted a manta ray. First time I've seen one of these so dived in with scuba gear to swim with it. It was around 15-20 feet deep though, so I had to dive down to get the video - hence not very much of it.
Here's a piccy of another fish.
Here's a piccy of another fish.
Tuesday - first big dives at Raz El Sid
First day on board ship tuesday. 2 dives over a Ras El Sid. Saw some cool stuff including a big moray eel about 7 feet long, with a mouth big enough to bit yer head off in one gulp.
I'm a bit heavy on my air... out of practice. So my dives are lasting about 10 mins less than some others on the boat.
A big puffer fish. These seem to be under the impression that they are invisible. You can more or less poke yer camera up there arse and they'll just sit there looking at you with a sort of 'silly man... he hasn't even seen me here' kind of look to their face.
About 20m deep this one. Just following the coral.
more from the brass section.
These are called trigger fish. Dunno why. They crunch through coral a bit like parrot fish (sometimes you can hear the crunching). They are about 2-3 feet long.
Jumping in off the boat to start a drift dive.
I'm a bit heavy on my air... out of practice. So my dives are lasting about 10 mins less than some others on the boat.
A big puffer fish. These seem to be under the impression that they are invisible. You can more or less poke yer camera up there arse and they'll just sit there looking at you with a sort of 'silly man... he hasn't even seen me here' kind of look to their face.
About 20m deep this one. Just following the coral.
more from the brass section.
These are called trigger fish. Dunno why. They crunch through coral a bit like parrot fish (sometimes you can hear the crunching). They are about 2-3 feet long.
Jumping in off the boat to start a drift dive.
Monday, 15 June 2009
Gooper and Angel Fish
Here's a couple more pics. One of a big grooper (about 3 feet) with some teeth showing, and some angel fish swimming about a rope that looked pretty cool.
jars and relaxing
Finished off the dive with some jars (??) and some relaxing at the pool.
40 degrees (>100 F) today. very nice. :-)
40 degrees (>100 F) today. very nice. :-)
First Dive
It's been 5 years since I last dived, so I had to do a sort of min exam before I could go out on the boat again.
started with a trip to the beach, and some paper quiz questions...
1) why does a duck float
2) do little stones float
3) why does a witch weigh the same as a duck.
Next... practical so into the water!
started with a trip to the beach, and some paper quiz questions...
1) why does a duck float
2) do little stones float
3) why does a witch weigh the same as a duck.
Next... practical so into the water!
Day 1: On the beach for a scuba review
Well.. it's 8.15am... on holiday !!!!! and I'm waiting for the bus to take us down to the beach for a scuba review.
Since it has been 6 years since I dived last, I need to do a written test, and also a practical review to check I can still breath in and out at the right times... so no boat today.
Kinda glad, as it is a more relaxed way to start the holiday.
Doubt I'll get any underwater pictures today, but I'll post some of sharm later.
Since it has been 6 years since I dived last, I need to do a written test, and also a practical review to check I can still breath in and out at the right times... so no boat today.
Kinda glad, as it is a more relaxed way to start the holiday.
Doubt I'll get any underwater pictures today, but I'll post some of sharm later.
Sunday, 14 June 2009
in egypt!!!
here we go.. first blog entry... sunday night - just arrived. bloody hot. met some folk at the bar and chatting to em. It's gonna be a good week.
Monday, 2 March 2009
Bedroom Home Cinema
Just finished building a home cinema in my bedroom.
I did have my old 42" plasma in there, but it didn't really fit on wall properly and I wanted to move it to the conservatory anyway (so I can watch it in the hottub).
So, I had a widescreen projector anyway. I just bought a screen and mounted it.
Also, fitted a yamaha 5.1 speaker system I had spare - hid the wiring in the roof.
'wall rug' hides projector wiring as well as giving the room a bit of a focus.
screen is about 8 foot diagonal.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FJTtEEghFc
http://photosynth.net/userprofilepage.aspx?user=powerlord&vc=false
I did have my old 42" plasma in there, but it didn't really fit on wall properly and I wanted to move it to the conservatory anyway (so I can watch it in the hottub).
So, I had a widescreen projector anyway. I just bought a screen and mounted it.
Also, fitted a yamaha 5.1 speaker system I had spare - hid the wiring in the roof.
'wall rug' hides projector wiring as well as giving the room a bit of a focus.
screen is about 8 foot diagonal.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FJTtEEghFc
http://photosynth.net/userprofilepage.aspx?user=powerlord&vc=false
Monday, 15 September 2008
Kilncadzow Flight 14th September 2008
Now I'm stationed in Livingston for the next 3 months, I took the
opportunity to ship my paramotor up.
Apart from the sheer bo1ocksing up citylink made of that forcing me
and my dad to have to drive from edinburgh to birmingham and back to
pick it up from their 'hub'.. it does mean I can try to fly at the
weekends.
And against all odds, the weather suddenly changed sunday morning
around the village (Kilncadzow), and was ideal.
I took off with my two wee neices watching first time (whew), and had
a great flight down over Carluke, down to Crossford, and following the
Clyde up to New Lanark and the Falls of Clyde, then over Lanark over
to the wind-turbine farm near Shotts, back over Carluke and finally
back to Kilncadzow.
75 min flight and 8 litre on the parajet.
It's one my my attempted comentary videos, however the throat mic has
slipped down a bit I think, so you will have to be a dab hand at
understanding mumbling scottish to work out anything I am saying.
And I just posted all my non-blurred piccies rather than selective
editing, as most of them were house shots for neighbours, friends and
relatives for them to download, so you'll have to skip by lots of them.
Still a few decent ones of the clyde and New Lanark and the
wind-turbine farm, and some decent take off and landing video.
I landed at the right time, as it was just starting to get a bit
blustery, and you'll see when I came into my final coming out the dog
leg. it just looses 20 feet suddenly. nice. Still... landed on my feet.
No great adventures to report.. nice clean sky.. a wee bit of
turbulance here and there, but nothing much. Mostly flew hands off on
mid trim.
http://powerlord.smugmug.com/gallery/5966871_aD6rJ
and video here (headcam and some ground footage):
http://www.vimeo.com/1731422
opportunity to ship my paramotor up.
Apart from the sheer bo1ocksing up citylink made of that forcing me
and my dad to have to drive from edinburgh to birmingham and back to
pick it up from their 'hub'.. it does mean I can try to fly at the
weekends.
And against all odds, the weather suddenly changed sunday morning
around the village (Kilncadzow), and was ideal.
I took off with my two wee neices watching first time (whew), and had
a great flight down over Carluke, down to Crossford, and following the
Clyde up to New Lanark and the Falls of Clyde, then over Lanark over
to the wind-turbine farm near Shotts, back over Carluke and finally
back to Kilncadzow.
75 min flight and 8 litre on the parajet.
It's one my my attempted comentary videos, however the throat mic has
slipped down a bit I think, so you will have to be a dab hand at
understanding mumbling scottish to work out anything I am saying.
And I just posted all my non-blurred piccies rather than selective
editing, as most of them were house shots for neighbours, friends and
relatives for them to download, so you'll have to skip by lots of them.
Still a few decent ones of the clyde and New Lanark and the
wind-turbine farm, and some decent take off and landing video.
I landed at the right time, as it was just starting to get a bit
blustery, and you'll see when I came into my final coming out the dog
leg. it just looses 20 feet suddenly. nice. Still... landed on my feet.
No great adventures to report.. nice clean sky.. a wee bit of
turbulance here and there, but nothing much. Mostly flew hands off on
mid trim.
http://powerlord.smugmug.com/gallery/5966871_aD6rJ
and video here (headcam and some ground footage):
http://www.vimeo.com/1731422
Tuesday, 2 September 2008
Sible Heddingham
Well, it's a paramotor blog too, and on friday night I had my first flight for about 5 months!
Parajet still away being repaired, but a fellow Lemming (the paramotor club) Steve kindly loaned me his brand new PAP top80 paramotor for a flight.
Obviously a bit nervous what with it being so long. Plus the wind was light and swishing about 180 degrees.
Still, I sorted myself out for a takeoff, and pulled the wing up. It didn't come up very quickly, but I perseveired and kept pulling and applied full power.
jeez... loads of gyro effect from the big prop that I'm not used to, and it flung me towards a row of 10 feet high hedge.
Still, I got control of it and was now gaining speed for a takeoff.
Unfortunately I was now running towards the 10 feet hedge.
However, I figured I might just clear it, and my brain tends to switch off at this point and is committed to a take off whatever the hell.
So, now I am airborne, about 20 feet from the hedge. hmm.. aint gonna make it.
got about 10 feet of height, and just managed to pull the wing round into a sharp right turn to miss the hedge by mms. Well.. I didn't miss it actaully and ended up with a few bits of hedge in the prop cage... but I am airborne!! yeh!!!
Awesome to be in the air again. Steve's paramotor is great. far quiter and smoother than my parajet. I gain some height up to 500 feet or so and start to get my bearings - I didn't bring any instruments with me, so I have no GPS, no vario (for altimeter), no compass and not even a camera.
I remember I have my casio watch though which has a (crap) compass on it, and try that.. hmm.. better than nothing.. if I take 3 or 4 readings in might be within 45 degrees.
From the take off field, I fly west for 15 mins just enjoying being airborne again. I keep looking back trying to remember the lie of the land and where the landing field is, but it is tricky as it's flat as a pancake and no real landmarks around. Eventually it gets to the point that I look back and can't see it anymore, and then I have no idea what the hell way it is.
At 1000 feet one little village and windy road looks much the same as the next little village and windy road, so figure I'd better try and work out where the hell I am.
10 mins of flying in circles later, taking multiple readings from the compass and I finally work out my position, orientate myself towards Coyne railway and Heddingham Castle, and fly on.
After a total of about 30 mins I get to the steam railway and fly low over the locos for a good view, then up again and on to heddingham castle.
Heddingham Castle is a big square turret:
http://www.ecastles.co.uk/hedingham.html
I flew over it last year, and it's a pretty cool place to fly around. A few people around waving. I circle a few times, and fly over the lake, and then figure I'd better head home.
Steve said there was enough fuel for about an hour. I've been flying 35 mins and figure it'll take 15 as the crow flies to get back.
So I turn round, but can't resist goingback over the railway again.
I get near the take off field again. Beyond that is an RAF glider airfield we need to stay north off - it's being heavily used and quite a few planes and gliders have shot by me while I've been up.
Been about 45 mins now, and really don't want to land. I gain some height up to 1500 feet or so, so I can do a few 360 spirals... get a good 2Gs or so, and stomach into the mouth when I come out of them.. woohoo. sweet.
Humph.. well.. don't want to run out of fuel, so better land.
Set up my approach, and come in to land. It is a centrifugal clutch on this paramotor, so with no revs it doesn't turn anyway, but I still want to power off before I land - one less thing to worry about.
The landing approach is a bit awkward - the wind has changed direction (I can see the directions from the others kiting their wings), so I need to come down really low over a few cars and trees to land in the field if I don't want to be walking miles.
Engine off, glide glide glide... apply brakes a bit early at about 3 feet from ground, so flare stops me about 6 inches in the air and I land on my feet, but then just go down on my knees anyway as I'm not going anywhere. colapse wing. acceptable landing.
I strap out, and find that I have only used 3 litres of fuel (would be about 8 with my parajet) and could have easily stayed up for another hour at least !
Can't thank Steve enough for the flight, and I am now seriously considering upgrading to the same paramotor as his - it only has a little 80cc engine (mine has 185cc), but a bigger prop (1400cm cage rather than my 1000cm). End result is about the same power, but about 1/2 the weight on my back (I ran around with it on my back when I landed!!! I'm lucky to be able to stand after a flight in the parajet), and a max flight duration of 3-4 hours rather than 1 1/2.
Anyhoo, should get the parajet back next week so might get a flight with it too soon.
sweet to be back in the air.
- pilot stu
Parajet still away being repaired, but a fellow Lemming (the paramotor club) Steve kindly loaned me his brand new PAP top80 paramotor for a flight.
Obviously a bit nervous what with it being so long. Plus the wind was light and swishing about 180 degrees.
Still, I sorted myself out for a takeoff, and pulled the wing up. It didn't come up very quickly, but I perseveired and kept pulling and applied full power.
jeez... loads of gyro effect from the big prop that I'm not used to, and it flung me towards a row of 10 feet high hedge.
Still, I got control of it and was now gaining speed for a takeoff.
Unfortunately I was now running towards the 10 feet hedge.
However, I figured I might just clear it, and my brain tends to switch off at this point and is committed to a take off whatever the hell.
So, now I am airborne, about 20 feet from the hedge. hmm.. aint gonna make it.
got about 10 feet of height, and just managed to pull the wing round into a sharp right turn to miss the hedge by mms. Well.. I didn't miss it actaully and ended up with a few bits of hedge in the prop cage... but I am airborne!! yeh!!!
Awesome to be in the air again. Steve's paramotor is great. far quiter and smoother than my parajet. I gain some height up to 500 feet or so and start to get my bearings - I didn't bring any instruments with me, so I have no GPS, no vario (for altimeter), no compass and not even a camera.
I remember I have my casio watch though which has a (crap) compass on it, and try that.. hmm.. better than nothing.. if I take 3 or 4 readings in might be within 45 degrees.
From the take off field, I fly west for 15 mins just enjoying being airborne again. I keep looking back trying to remember the lie of the land and where the landing field is, but it is tricky as it's flat as a pancake and no real landmarks around. Eventually it gets to the point that I look back and can't see it anymore, and then I have no idea what the hell way it is.
At 1000 feet one little village and windy road looks much the same as the next little village and windy road, so figure I'd better try and work out where the hell I am.
10 mins of flying in circles later, taking multiple readings from the compass and I finally work out my position, orientate myself towards Coyne railway and Heddingham Castle, and fly on.
After a total of about 30 mins I get to the steam railway and fly low over the locos for a good view, then up again and on to heddingham castle.
Heddingham Castle is a big square turret:
http://www.ecastles.co.uk/hedingham.html
I flew over it last year, and it's a pretty cool place to fly around. A few people around waving. I circle a few times, and fly over the lake, and then figure I'd better head home.
Steve said there was enough fuel for about an hour. I've been flying 35 mins and figure it'll take 15 as the crow flies to get back.
So I turn round, but can't resist goingback over the railway again.
I get near the take off field again. Beyond that is an RAF glider airfield we need to stay north off - it's being heavily used and quite a few planes and gliders have shot by me while I've been up.
Been about 45 mins now, and really don't want to land. I gain some height up to 1500 feet or so, so I can do a few 360 spirals... get a good 2Gs or so, and stomach into the mouth when I come out of them.. woohoo. sweet.
Humph.. well.. don't want to run out of fuel, so better land.
Set up my approach, and come in to land. It is a centrifugal clutch on this paramotor, so with no revs it doesn't turn anyway, but I still want to power off before I land - one less thing to worry about.
The landing approach is a bit awkward - the wind has changed direction (I can see the directions from the others kiting their wings), so I need to come down really low over a few cars and trees to land in the field if I don't want to be walking miles.
Engine off, glide glide glide... apply brakes a bit early at about 3 feet from ground, so flare stops me about 6 inches in the air and I land on my feet, but then just go down on my knees anyway as I'm not going anywhere. colapse wing. acceptable landing.
I strap out, and find that I have only used 3 litres of fuel (would be about 8 with my parajet) and could have easily stayed up for another hour at least !
Can't thank Steve enough for the flight, and I am now seriously considering upgrading to the same paramotor as his - it only has a little 80cc engine (mine has 185cc), but a bigger prop (1400cm cage rather than my 1000cm). End result is about the same power, but about 1/2 the weight on my back (I ran around with it on my back when I landed!!! I'm lucky to be able to stand after a flight in the parajet), and a max flight duration of 3-4 hours rather than 1 1/2.
Anyhoo, should get the parajet back next week so might get a flight with it too soon.
sweet to be back in the air.
- pilot stu
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