Early morning in a vertical roll watching the snow topped mountain’s being replaced by the white beach and blue yoggin on the wing tip. Feeling only as you have as a six, ten or 12 year old with that vibrancy of just being alive as if you can feel every molecule of air that you are breathing and every bit of sunlight touching you with this feeling being compounded and multiplied by getting out of a ****e desk job and back into the air.
Watching fog spilling over an escarpment and flowing down onto the plains as the sun rose to crystallise and magnify the colours.
The sudden realisation that I was no longer working at it and that is was just happening which meant I was now a professional amongst the other professional’s.
And possibly more than anything else.......... being surrounded by like minded people.