I visited the Celery Fields in rural Sarasota recently and encountered this guy paragliding. This mound is the only somewhat large hill in the area, and he was practicing taking off. After observing him for a few minutes and seeing him nearly carried away time and time again by the sheer force of the wind, as he frantically tugged the lines scrambling to control the chute, I was convinced he was a novice. Nope. He told me he'd been at it for 12 years -- but, he described the conditions that day as very challenging and equated it with bridge soaring. When he was almost dragged down the hill again, I thought it best to let him concentrate. I was exhausted for him just watching. Can't imagine the upper body strength paragliding requires! I must say...that's one outdoor activity I've never been interested in trying.