Some specific moments in hang gliding reminds me why I love this sport above all my hobbies. This morning the usual laziness almost made me skip the 60mi drive to get some tow flights. Somehow I got myself there and the first tow flight after 3 years was a bit scary as I was rusty with the skills and did a bunch of PIO (pilot induced oscillations). Second flight was better but the 3rd one in the evening took my breath away. Not only I felt back in form, the view was nothing short of heaven and the wind was smooth as silk.