My dream is to fly...

Partners in crime: Toon, Stefan, Igor, Michelle and myself. Going 70km out of Pune to the hills. Objective: to fly asap, ahap.
Allowed equipment: Parachute, walkie talkie, help from and English and Indian instructors. Carry the parachute youself as a mushroom or let it being carried by friendly villagers. Full brakes takes your "glider" down. Enough wind and fast legs take it up.

Oh by the rainbow, so high. Second day, bunny bumps. 5m-10m-15m. Eventually we went of 70m.

Rocking the hills, MC Rajesh and his pal. Too bad his mother washes his shirt too hot.

It was a great experience, 3 more course days to go and we'll be ready for take-off.
To be cont.

High stakes

Poker in the Pune comunity.
St Laurn Hotel business room. Invitation by Wouter, infrasturcture by Michel.
14 man with a winning mood.
See the great moments: Graham: street 3-7 of suit, 3 people went all in. Wins the pot.

Greg, again 2 all-ins, matches out of his higher stack. Double pair, aces against kings.

Congrats for the winners, losers better next time.

Long may you run.

With the crome bike shining...in the sun, long may you run.
On the road to Mahableshwar, 3 bikers, 3 bullets, brown skin and burnt rubber.
380 km of road tripping. Thumbs up when you drink coke. Sleeves up when the sun is there. Sleeves down when she's gone.
Always check a bed before you take the room!

Let nice people sit on your motorcycle.
Even if they are not that straight.

Bisleri, Bisleri, eggs and toast.

Heavy Metal!