Hang-gliding in the French Alps ... a flashback



FLASHBACK ... 1981, after meeting Martine on the beautiful island Moorea in French Polynesia, we returned to France so I could meet her family. The first place Martine took me was to the southern French Alps, so we could spend some time with her sister Cathy and her boyfriend Phillipe. At the time, Phillipe was a national hang-gliding champion; after our first late night of serious wine tasting and revelry he suggested we "test" a brand new tandem hang-glider design he had just built ... thinking we would just try it out on a "little" hill, I agreed. Boy, was I in for a surprise! These were pics Martine took of that first flight ... FYI, I'm the American under the baseball cap with the puckered sphincter!

 



We'll be back on terra firma in the Haut-Quercy with our next entry.  a bientôt! Jack

                                                                  

 
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