Showing posts from April, 2013

Baixo Guandú


Sea Gull

This is a visual story about a boy's imagination becoming a man's reality.

When I was a boy, I often lay in the sand and watched sea gulls soaring invisible waves of air flowing over the houses, walls, and buildings along the beach. Many years later, quite by surprise, I found myself soaring those invisible waves, looking down at the sand that I used to lie in, and reflecting upon the bitter sweetness of time passing. All during this twenty kilometre out-and-return flight, along the coast of Vitória, Espírito Santo, Brasil, with a paraglider.


The second stage of the Paragliding World Cup, will be in Baixo Guandu, Espírito Santo, Brazil, from 13-20 Apr.
As a relaxed training flight, my good friend Zenilson took me on a rare flight, launching from Morro do Moreno in Vitória, then surfing apartment buildings and hotels for twenty kilometres, flying at 120-180 m above the ocean, before landing on the beach, next to a coconut water kiosk, to hydrate after three hours of play.
The flight: