Akdağ flight- 22nd JuneNumerous plans were formulated for this flight, and the end result was disappointing as far as the flight went - although the locale was beautiful and well worth exploring. Murat C. was going to join us, as was John Y, and possibly Annie, but I ended up flying on my own. Murat injured his leg quite badly, a day after telling us he'd never had an accident paragliding! He should have pinched his earlobe and then knocked on a table after telling us this. He was practicing spiral dives in
Kaş and couldn't pull out in time to make the landing zone, having to make an emergency landing on the harbour's breakwater rocks.
After talking to
Uğur in
Kaş I opted for a known east facing take-off, to avoid the strong
Patara valley sea breeze while hopefully catching some of the morning sunlight. It was too windy on the Thursday morning (northerly
catabatics?), so dad, Annie and I set off at 7.45am from dad's villa on Friday which was calmer, and turned into
Gombe at the
reservoir, taking the dirt road from there up towards
Yeşil Göl (Green Lake). We found ourselves amongst dozens - perhaps hundreds - of Muslim pilgrims with empty plastic bottles, ascending the slopes to get to the lake/source of the nearby waterfall (
Uçansunsu) for some holy water. A local
sufi started off this tradition according to one source. Before taking the track towards the lake, we took the steeper track up the valley which ended up at a bulldozer that was extending the road, after passing through some nomads' (yörük) lush grazing pastures, above 2000m and covered in snow in the winter season - quite a discovery for us.

yörük pastures
We retraced our way to the
Yeşil Göl turning, and drove as far as the track would take us, looking onto the lip of the waterfall to the right as you looked out towards
Gombe below.
I took off from a rocky slope above the track, at around 1,700-1,800m altitude - not too exciting considering that the mountain ascended behind me to around 3000m. But there was no way of getting any higher without trekking - something that wasn't an option then. Landing options were difficult to identify clearly, but I figured that there were enough flat fields nestled among all the trees and valley slopes to pinpoint a landing spot 'on the wing'.

The main road/reservoir can be seen in the distance
So after a wait for (very) weak
thermic cycles to inflate the wing, I took off! Dad took the picture below as I flew over the road, weightshifting towards the waterfall bowl, where I hoped to find some lift.

There was no lift. All birds were flapping. It was sink all the way down. And you can see from the photo below that landing options were limited. I would not recommend this particular flight to anyone unless they were very confident with tight landings in small fields among trees in rotor, and felt satisfied with 10 minute sled rides. The waterfall was nice, but I only noticed it for 2 seconds.

Perhaps if you took off from this site later in the day when there was more
thermic air to use it would be worth it. But I would be wary of a prevailing northerly in these conditions, as we had on Friday.
Next time, I'm flying from the
top of
Akdag - perhaps camping up there the night before, and hiking. And my preference would be to take off on the
Patara valley side, although from the higher altitude both west and east would be good.