First day ridge soaring. I realized, after spending my first several flights repeating to myself how awesome paragliding is, that I had started getting used to the sled rides we were taking. Today, using the power of the winds from the valley crashing against our hillside, I soared up twice as high as I ever had before as a solo flier, and the shouts for joy started again. This sport really is incredible. After flying that high, I had a nice long descent to the landing zone and had a beautiful landing, despite some static on the radio leaving me more on my own than I’m used to. Excited for tomorrow.