Airtour photo album

Well, it’s been five days since the Airtour finished. The blisters are almost all gone, and it almost seems like ages ago. The Airtour was such a special event, six days spent in the company of some lovely people in beautiful places. Massive thanks to Marcus – I couldn’t have done it without you, no way – and all our friends who took turns to babysit the children. Thankyou!

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Airtour: the last day

Escape pilot Antoine Girard wins the first ever St Hil'Airtour
Escape pilot Antoine Girard wins the first ever St Hil'Airtour

Last 5am alarm-call, last switching on of trackers and GPS. My feet suffered a bit from smacking along tarmac for hours yesterday afternoon, and it’s the first day I’ve had to walk on blisters. Lucky me – most people have had to deal with that since the beginning.  It’s a slippery slope, too. Once they start, they just get worse. A few people have dropped out because of it, and I don’t know how the X-Alps people manage two weeks like it. Continue reading “Airtour: the last day”

Halfway point

Arriving at the Col de Aravis
Arriving at the Col de Aravis

Day three is over, so we are halfway through the Airtour, timewise if not distance-wise. The car is doubling up as a fairly ineffective drying room after last night’s downpour soaked everything, and is starting to smell like a cheese factory. Not sure if it’s the socks or the Camembert that is to blame for that.

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A day of walking

Charlie eats lunch and changes her shoes
Charlie eats lunch and changes her shoes

After a night of thunder and rain we woke to a grey sky with the odd shower coming through but still the hope it would be flyable from the top of Colombier. Charlie was still in the company of Swiss tandem team Gabriel and Aude and the three of them set off at six am to make the ascent.

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More walking than flying

Summiting the Col de Marocaz
Summiting the Col de Marocaz

A long day, and rather light on the flying, heavy on the walking.
The Le Mans-style start involved the competitors lining up along the side of the takeoff mat, in their pilot number order, and their assistants lining up in the same order along the top of the mat, holding their pilot’s kit. As ‘go’ was shouted into the traffic cone-loudspeaker we all had to run around the mat to the top, get our bags from our assistants, and then run up past the bar and paragliding school, and off to wherever we were heading.  Continue reading “More walking than flying”

Airtour – Practise day

Group photo of the Airtour competitors and supporters
Group photo of the Airtour competitors and supporters

I’m sat on a chair in the sun outside our tent, getting my blood caffeine levels back up to somewhere approaching normal after a day of enforced near-abstention. Mont Blanc is poking her head up through the clouds in the distance, and paragliders are still to-ing and fro-ing in front of takeoff at St Hilaire. Not a bad place to be!
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