Those who made it early into Spain to utilize the the good flying conditions on Tuesday quickly raced away, and split the pack.
Many of the rest of us left behind formed a close group scattered every few kilometers from Accous to the Spanish ski resorts.
Every small town or village, every road side car park. We’d pull up beside a van, share stories of exciting flights and scary landings, swap tactics, routes, plans and words of encouragement.
This is the beauty of a race like the X-Pyr. For some, it’s fiercely competitive. For most, it’s an adventure which you share with your team and you end with new friends from all over the world.
