The 4th Ozone Krushevo Open will take place from September 03-09, 2022.
This competition is designed in the spirit and model of the Legendary Ozone Chabre Open, a stress-free paragliding cross-country competition with an emphasis on fun and learning through in-depth XC coaching and setting achievable tasks.
This event, like the Chabre, is aimed primarily at pilots with some XC experience, who want to get more into competition or further hone their XC skills. Daily briefings and de-briefings by Jocky Sanderson set the stage for a week of intense learning in a perfect location for fun XC flying.
Classes include Fun, Recreation, and Sport, which are governed by your wing’s aspect ratio. There is also a Rookie, and Women’s class.
The Krushevo region has a long history of successful competition tasks. Early September is ideal for XC flying weather, and the history of the location suggests that many kilometers will be flown – join us!
Ozone Team Pilot, Rafa Saladini has just won his second consecutive Panamerican PG championship celebrated in Governador Valladares, Brazil.
“I’m really thrilled to receive this gift of winning the panamerican twice in a row. 2020 and 2022.
I’ve been training myself to become more mentally and emotionally resilient. It doesn’t matter how technically good you become, if you are not mentally strong, you will never reach anywhere close to the very concept of performance excellency and mental/emotional resilience. And to me that’s what paragliding competitions are all about.
After flying 7 days in PWC Roldanillo, we had the brazilian nationals and the PWC Baixo Guandu, both with 7 nuclear tasks. My family was exhausted for having me so many days away. My wife and two kids were badly sick and needing my presence. It was only two days before the panamerican that my wife told me to go.
Eva, my 4 year old daughter yelled before I left: “If you are going again, you better win!!!”
From that moment, the pressure was on!!
She was REALLY upset when I told her I was 2nd in the first task. “Papa, please turn yourself into a rocket , so you can win”.
So I won the second task and the competition only to become her rocket !! Now that Eva knows I won the Gold Medal, she is finally accepting me back home.
Throughout the week, I was really sick so I could not keep my exercise routine, and to compensate I meditated for 15min every morning before breakfast and had a mandatory appointment with Noam, Level Master of my Chess App. Every morning I would play 6 to 8 games before the task to warm up my brain, and of course I would lose them all.
I tried to talk to Noam so many times
But his silence is Cruel
His moves are his savage way of teaching
The only way of communication is to play
He dominates the game with no chance for his opponent
I never beated Noam. I played probably more than 400 games against him. Every loss, a lesson. Every “almost”, a hope that I have the potential to beat him. After so many silent tries and bitter “almost victories”, this last wednesday‘s morning, after winning the previous task, I could scream out loud:
I beated Noam for the first time. If it is coincidence or not, my paragliding level is raising as my chess level raises, and Im really happy about it…”
Congratulations! Guinness World Records has just honoured Ozone Team pilot Benjamin Jordan with the title for the “Longest Journey by Unpowered Paraglider.” Across 2835 km, Jordan traveled by paraglider, and foot when necessary, between Mexico and Canada, completing the first ever crossing of the United States by non-motorized flight.
Baixo Guandu conjures up many images, flying over gigantic black, granite domes followed by evenings enjoying all-you-can eat BBQs.
Baixo Guandu is one of the best places for a competition in a country full of amazing places to fly. It has been a favourite World Cup destination since we first headed there back in 2013. Subsequent competitions were held there in 2015, 2018 and a very successful nine task Super Final in 2019.
It has a wide variety of terrain, which provides lots of options for interesting and challenging tasks. The area is mainly flatland with hills, but there are some low mountains as well. The main flying area is separated by the sweet and rather muddy, meandering Rio Doce. The thermals are relatively big and not too strong, usually 2-3 m/s, and often marked by clouds. All of this adds up to lots of options for the pilot to choose for transitions. Do you go to the right side of the river and take the mountains, or the left side in the flats? For many, the mythical area to the north, near Pancas, is what paragliding fairy tales are made of. Pilots fly over an amazingly scenic area full of huge granite spires and boulders. Words have never been enough to describe the legendary Pontões Capixabas Natural Monument. Many refer to it as “Jurassic Park”, others just shake their heads and laugh at such an amazing flying experience.
We hope we will take you there again, and bring back photos and memories, along with a podium full of winners.
Après une première victoire au British Open, Honorin Hamard, pilote de l’équipe R&D Ozone, poursuit sur sa lancée en remportant l’épreuve de Coupe du Monde de Roldanillo, toujours sous la nouvelle Zeno 2. Cette victoire confirme de façon éclatante le niveau de performance de l’aile.
Meryl Delferriere (Enzo 3) termine deuxième à 6 petits points d’Honorin ! Bravo à elle, c’est le meilleur résultat au classement général jamais réalisé par une femme en Coupe du Monde.
Baptiste Lambert (Enzo 3) complète le podium après une semaine sans faute et une victoire dans la troisième manche.
Naturellement, Ozone termine en tête du classement par équipe. Huit des dix premières places reviennent à des pilotes volant sous Ozone.
The World Cup first ventured to Roldanillo in 2011, with pilots from 28 countries competing. It was such a great success that two Super Finals were then held there, in 2013 and 2018. We’re returning in 2022 with pilots from 33 different countries, and the highest pilot quality we’ve ever seen.
Since those early days Roldanillo has become one of the best competition venues in the World thanks to its reliability, easy logistics, thermal quality, textbook flying conditions and most importantly the people.
The people of Colombia have been welcoming pilots with open arms for over a decade and it’s not uncommon to see pilots flooding into Roldanillo on the back of motorcycles, tractors or even a donkey from time to time!!
The Paragliding World Cup starts in a weeks’ time and many top pilots are already landing here to train for this event.
Roldanillo is a traditional Colombian town sitting in the valley of Valle Del Cauca at 925 m. The launch, Augua Panela, is 869 metres above the town with beautiful views and trees for shade. Pilots can expect to find thermals as strong as 5-6 metres a second, with cloud base reaching 3000 plus metres. All of Valle Del Cauca works wonderfully giving very interesting tasks with lots of different routes for pilots to choose from, taking the valley, which side of the valley, or flying the mountains. The landing zones are huge and everywhere, which makes it possible for pilots to get lower than ever imagined low saves.
Roldanillo has become home from home for many of the top pilots on the World Cup circuit, basing themselves here to run courses, adding glitter to our star-studded selection list. All that needs to be said about the pilot quality: ‘CF’ wasn’t enough to get a place!
Honorin Hamard will definitely be one to watch, stretching his wings flying the first production model of the Ozone Zeno 2! Keep up with all the fun and frolics on the World Cup website, pwca.org and on the PWCA Live App at https://live.pwca.org
Text courtesy of Ruth Jessop Photos by Ulric Jessop
La vie est souvent à l’image de nos vols, avec ses hauts et ses bas. En 2021, Ozone s’est parfois retrouvé à chercher désespérément le thermique salvateur et a aussi eu ses moments stratosphériques. Nos pilotes ont trusté les premières places sur la plupart des compétitions, ils ont aussi volé jusqu’aux plus hauts sommets, cependant, nos ateliers de productions n’ont pas eu une année facile avec la pandémie. C’est pourquoi nous avons eu du mal à livrer nos produits et à en lancer de nouveaux. Nous sommes heureux d’annoncer que la production a maintenant repris un rythme normal et que les délais de livraison sont en train de baisser.
Nos équipes travaillent dur pour livrer les commandes en attente aussi vite que possible et pour nous permettre de lancer les nouveautés excitantes concoctées nos équipes de R&D à Bar sur Loup. Voici un aperçu du planning des développements.
La Zeno2 sera disponible à l’été. 2022 vera probablement l’arrivée des premières voiles 2-lignes en EN C et, naturellement, Ozone sera à nouveau à la pointe de l’innovation. A suivre ! La Swift 6 viendra parfaire le succès de la Rush 6. Le développement de notre gamme de sellettes n’est pas en reste avec l’arrivée d’une toute nouvelle Forza 2 ainsi que d’une nouvelle sellette pour débutants. Les dates de lancement dépendent du feu vert de l’usine mais nous savons que le résultat vaut la peine d’attendre.
Comme toujours, notre principal objectif sera la satisfaction des clients Ozone et le sourire qu’ils ont à l’atterrissage. Nous vous remercions de votre patience et de votre compréhension et nos meilleurs voeux vous accompagnent pour 2022. Bons vols !
En photo : Thomas Jeanniot faisant le tour du Mont Blanc en Septembre dernier sous sa Rush 6.
On Saturday the 4th December, Ozone Team pilot Hernan Pitocco and our friend Marcos Rosenkjer set a new Argentinian Record, flying a 217.9 Km FAI triangle in Patagonia.
Tuesday November 30th I received an audio from Manu Canale informing me that there were two good flying days coming ahead in the Bariloche-Bolson area: December 4 and 5th.
I´d already asked Manu to keep me posted as soon as he detected a good flying window in the complicated meteorology of the place. Flying days do not abound in Patagonia, but when they happen, it is one of the most amazing places that I have ever flown. Asap, I spread the good news in one of the WhatsApp groups that I share with friends interested in doing triangles or vivac in that particular area.
There was no time to lose because Patagonia is quite far from where I live, 1700 km South of La Cumbre. Meanwhile, the only pilot from the group able to cut himself loose from his obligations and be ready like a soldier for the adventure in such short notice was Justo Firpo. The same day he confirmed, we purchased the air tickets Buenos Aires-Bariloche in the only flight available. I still had to figure out how to do the 800 km that separate my house in Cordoba from the airport in Buenos Aires. Since there were no seats in the only Cordoba-Buenos Aires flight, I had no other option but to hop on a bus. I traveled all night and arrived the next day in the morning. Finally, as I was boarding the flight, I wondered if all the hassle would be worth it.
We arrived to Bariloche Friday December 3rd in the afternoon. We were welcomed with a great vibe by Leonel who also accommodated us in one of his apartments. To our surprise, he also pulled out a huge vinyl printed map of the area. Immediately, we stretched it on the floor and started brainstorming our flight!
Then came Hernán Dilonenzo and a bit later Ernesto Gutierrez, two old wolves of the air from Bariloche with ample experience in the area, and they finished frying our brains out with all the info of the place! We had skipped lunch, it was getting late and we were quite worn out by the long trip so we went for a bite to the first place we found a couple of blocks away from where we were staying. We came back, left all our gear ready for the next day and finally went to sleep.
The alarm went off loud and clear 6 am that Saturday…Marcos Rosenkjer came to pick us up in his car and drove us to the base of the Cerro Catedral. The three of us trekked uphill for about half an hour with our backpacks to more or less half the height of the mountain. The idea was taking off as soon as the condition allowed it but it was mild, too mild, there was no sign of activity whatsoever, not even a single light breeze. It was like the air had altogether vanished. We watched a group of young pilots starting to take-off below us but no, nothing was going on.
At around 11 am, the day seemed to get started. As soon as we were ready, we took off. It was 11 30 and the condition was good but the roof was still low and the thermal quite mild. We made good use of it and gradually began to ascend until we were mounted on the higher peaks behind, moving up with the topography.
We made one pass over the astounding needles that give the Cathedral Mountain its name. Then, we transitioned to the next mountain. The adventure had begun! There we were, Justo, Marcos and I, flying together as a team. The 3 of us were quite prudent at first but soon we started getting loose, together with our understanding of how the thermals worked. More or less, everything seemed to work. That is, were we looked, we found. Though nothing was very potent and we were always left with a final altitude between 2300 and 2700 meters.
We started making our way ahead jumping from one mountain to the next. The valleys are very narrow, many of which have no access at all. We had to be careful to not be too low in any of them. They can be hard to escape.
After three hours and forty five minutes, having passed an area of flight of unbelievable beauty that is also quite wild, we reached our first turning point. It was the farthest South we got in our route. We were over the Puelo Lake, in the watershed international border line. In fact, in those final kilometers before heading Northeast, we even crossed the border to Chile for couple of meters. That was a critical point in our flight. We were too low and were forced to drag ourselves across the Bolson Valley that is very wide in that part. That´s when we lost contact with Justo, who was a bit low over a hill trying to climb up again.
Meanwhile, Marcos and I managed to reach the Southern tip of the Piltriquitrón Mountain, where we caught some nice bombs but they didn´t take us high enough. That rocky section of the Piltriquitrón was also the most turbulent part of the flight. I could see Marcos´ wing moving and feel mine, that´s when you are happy to be onboard such a safe paraglider as the Ozone Zeolite!
From the mountains to the steppe, but first, we had to cross an area of almost unknown peaks. As far as I know, Marki Green is the person who most adventured himself into that area. Nevertheless, our route was way farther to the East than that.
The topography had changed. The ground was becoming more and more arid, in all shades of brownish colors. Again I thought that being low and having to land anywhere in that section would be complicated. This was a recurring thought that I had. The best option, if worse came to worse, would be to spend the night in some hilltop and take off the next day. I was going over that thought, when all of the sudden, right when we thought that Justo had already landed in Bolson, we heard Justo´s voice on the VHF radio informing us that he was low in a complicated area and he was going to land. Immediately, we made sure to squeeze every drop of thermal we had to secure our height. It was getting late. The only indication that could lead us to close our triangle was a single line of clouds formed by a convergence that was even farther to the East than us. We rowed and rowed our boats until we finally reached it! That was where Windy had forecasted a 4300 m roof and so it was. We had reached that super roof at last!
The temperature had dropped considerably. You could feel it in the hands, the nose and the forehead. But who cares! We just stepped on the speedbar and glided the straight 35 km line of pure bliss we had earned ourselves on that highway. A highway with awesome landscapes in the golden afternoon light. When we got off that street and looked back, we saw the clouds starting to dissolve. We had crossed in the brink of time!
One final glide from an altitude of 4000 meters, where we could barely scratch the very last bubbles of the day and it was over. We landed on a nice set of fields with horses, a few kilometers South of the Nahuel Huapi lake. Before we could unbuckle ourselves from the harness, there was already an unknown pick-up truck waiting for us. Who immediately drove us back to town!
For Marcos´ surprise, we had marked a new Argentine FAI record triangle!
Justo´s story is worthy of a complete separate chapter. He spent the night in his sleeping bag on a hilltop, next to a lake, under a starlit sky. He admitted to hear feral sounds that night, and that in three opportunities, he turned his head hoping it wasn´t a puma!
He managed to take off the next day and fly to an Estancia that happened to be owned by a Qatar prince. So the employees were ready to inform him that he could not be there and kindly helped him find a ride out, back to Bariloche with a Swiss guy who´s been living in Argentina for years buying sheep from all over Patagonia.
Our buddy finally made it to Bariloche the next day at around 10 30 pm, with an interesting sheep stench. We got together in a bar to celebrate. We shared our experiences, ate and like it should, cheered with a well-deserved Patagonian draft beer”