The last couple of days the flying has been amazing. I had the luxury of being able to leave my glider set up in the LZ and aerotowing up to altitude. On Monday I had a gorgeous tow. The start of the flight was an incredible adventure following Pablo in the tug through a cotton maze. Looking out to the left I saw my glory ring, a perfect circular rainbow around my shadow. When I released off tow, I played around a bit then decided to head towards the Ramp to see if anyone was getting ready to launch off the mountain. As I got closer to the mountain, I found a nice thermal and was able to climb to 5000 ft.
Two days later there were a bunch of people getting ready to go off the mountain. It was going to be a great day. Erik and Greg were planning to do a cross country, so Pablo and I thought we would do a mini cross country to the training hills. Since I flew earlier that day, my glider was still set up. I was going to break down, but Pablo was nice enough to offer a tow on his day off. The plan was for me to stay up while he drove up the mountain, set up and launch. Then we would work our way together to the Training Hills. I thought the plan was going to fail as I was having a hard time finding lift. At about 700 ft over the LZ I was sure I would have to land soon.
I then felt some light punchy lift to the northwest of the LZ. I worked the thermal until I was 6000 ft over. I started to fly over to launch again to see if I could see if Pablo was set up yet. I was a little to the north of Launch when a commercial jet flew underneath me. Yes, I was actually over a low flying jet. How terrifying! It shook me up a little since I knew the jet probably never even saw me and was in my line of flight only 300 ft below me. I started to head back to the LZ while my nerves calmed. The rest of my flight was wonderful. There was lift everywhere. I flew with Stacey, who has a glider identical to mine, which was cool. James and George were also in the air with me, but still no Pablo. I was getting cold having not dressed sufficiently to be flying at 6000ft. After a 2 ½ hour flight, I finally decided to land because I was getting cold and tired. After landing, I heard that Erik and Greg flew 83 miles that day. It was a great flying day for everybody.