About a month ago I had the idea of spending a week relearning how to fly a sailplane. Why? For the fun of one last fling in the air. For travel with a purpose. For something to spend on with my Social Security checks, which start in January.
Australia and it’s impending summer were the obvious choice. Near Melbourne is a gliderport that’s next to a small town serviced by bus and train. However, its weeklong learn to soar programs were booked well into the months that are way too hot for me. Maybe next year.
But I wanted to get outta town, outta Thailand and outta SE Asia for a couple weeks before my TBD spring trip. The answer kept coming up New South Wales and Victoria in March, the beginning of their Autumn. So I now have a round trip ticket to Sydney for 14 nights. No plan yet except Sydney – somethings – Melbourne – somethings – fly from Melbourne to Sydney.
Maybe the weather will cooperate, allowing a day of sailplane lessons.