The start of the soaring season form me started a bit rocky. I was fighting the feel and relying on electronic help, which proved to be in conflict for learning the basics, and I learned the hard way by missing thermals and doing a few relights. But after a few flights, I'm starting to get the feel again.
My past flights were nothing more than long noodle tracks in the sky.
Last weekend pushed me to my first long distant flight this year (just under 269 km) and to parts I have never been to before.
I was about three thermals away from landing out, but proved to be quite an adventure. Thanks to Mike Carris's mentoring, but I know I still have much to learn and do!
Here is a view toward the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, during which I flew over Pecos NM at 15000' before heading south.
