It was time to say “see ya’ later” to my bestie and start making the long trip home. I would have been more sad if it weren’t for the fact that she is going to be visiting Florida for Christmas, so I will get to see her again in a few months (God-willing)!
After big hugs and a few tears, we jumped in the truck and headed towards San Bernardino where there was a paragliding park we wanted to check out. After an hour drive on some scary mountain roads we reached the summit of the San Bernardino mountains and found the flight park.
First of all, I was surprised how many people live up there in those mountains! There are whole communities of people up there. I can’t imagine having to drive up and down those mountains everyday to get into town. But, it is pretty up there!
Second, the park was nothing more than a carpeted hill that was about 40 feet to the cliff’s edge. Everyone was pretty nice and offered good advice on paragliding. One guy was flying around wearing a cape. They seemed like a fun bunch!
Since there was really no room to practice ground handing there we decided to continue on to Las Vegas which was about a 4 hour drive.