Dec 30 2000 Arambol, Goa

This was the second of 10 flights to get my 'wings' - having taken off from the cliff I sailed straight out over the sea towards Africa.  Then I had to turn and fly along the beach which was covered in sunbathing tourists and stay air born long enough to shout and avoid them as they scattered. Being safely aloft for however short a time was magical and I wish I could have continued in England but never got around to it.  There's always time...