So I turned around and was very stoked to make the technical journey back to Parma. Low cloud base and a Falcon but the lift was very consistent everywhere. At Parma I climbed up and then followed a cloud street where it ended at Cathedral and got really low. Just over the powerlines down in the shady pit. I really didn't think I would get out of there. I was kinda bummed to end such a good flight at Robbins. But a bubble on the NW edge kept me at zero and I was trying everything, ridge soaring, pushing out, snapping it, I was there for a long time. I finally felt something a little snappier and stronger and I latched on to that, flew fast and tight and ratched up until I let out a YAHOOOOOOOO!! as I was skied out over Cathedral and it's hikers. Then the flight got beautiful as the clouds over the Holly Hills were gorgeous, the water over the ocean was shimmering and I was flying through all kinds of clouds. I kept flying through the misties to the front edge and then climbing along the edge and moving forward until I was over Parma, over the clouds at 3700 feet just tripping. I flew out over the Riviera and it was bouyant as long as you wanted to stay up. It is so dang good that Bob and I think Marge went up for a second flight and are flying at 4:30. It was quite the day. I can't wait to hear the rest of the adventures of the crew and Tony, John, Bo and maybe Dean.
