Flying in Estevãos

Children are crying while running towards the beach and a buggy with a massive soundsystem is passing the road next to our pousada Quebramar. We hear a cock that lost one's voice and dogs from the street are barking it's another day in Canoa Quebrada. It's 9 o'clock and time to get up.

But we strongly miss something the wind is not blowing trough our room and we clearly can hear the noise of the shorebreak. In a couple of seconds I'm standing at the window watching the sea. There's not enough wind for kitesurfing but could be a perfect day for paragliding.

After a quick breakfast we are on the way to the dunes (Dunes de Estevãos). The first ten minutes by car and after we almost stuck in the fine red sand half an hour by walking along the shore. The wind is not to strong and we play a bit around with our paragliders (groundhandling). Half an hour later we are completly exhaustet the sun is burning from the zenith and what a big mistake we only have a liter of water for the two of us. Later in the afternoon the wind is freshing up and suddenly we see another guy soaring along the shore towards us with a old paraglider and two big holes in it. Thanks to that local we now know how to fly the Dunes de Estevãos.



In the evening we enjoy a delicious Fish-Curry at Cabana's and finish the day with some nice Caipirinhas. Muito legal!