Kieran Campbell
Veyrier-du-Lac
Gliding north on the first full day of my week at Lac D'Annecy, I was soaring over peaks that, in hindsight, I don't know why I hadn't flown over before.
All that lies between me and the city which gives the lake it name is the ridge of Mont Baron and Mont Veyrier.
Despite the great sky, my flight was a simple return trip as far north along Mont Veyrier as I dared, for fear of entering airspace, before heading back to Talloires. Before I launched, the sky looked a little ominous, and as such I didn't prepare for a long or high flight, but once in the air I realised the error of my ways as I soared up to the low cloud base, fleeting in and out of the whispy edge of the clouds with endless forest below, and rocky crags above, looking other-worldy through the cloud.
Veyrier-du-Lac
Gliding north on the first full day of my week at Lac D'Annecy, I was soaring over peaks that, in hindsight, I don't know why I hadn't flown over before.
All that lies between me and the city which gives the lake it name is the ridge of Mont Baron and Mont Veyrier.
Despite the great sky, my flight was a simple return trip as far north along Mont Veyrier as I dared, for fear of entering airspace, before heading back to Talloires. Before I launched, the sky looked a little ominous, and as such I didn't prepare for a long or high flight, but once in the air I realised the error of my ways as I soared up to the low cloud base, fleeting in and out of the whispy edge of the clouds with endless forest below, and rocky crags above, looking other-worldy through the cloud.