There’s a new kind of rider showing up at Punta Chame these days. They look a little different from the kiters and the wingfoilers. They’re pulling something small — impossibly small — out of a bag the size of a daypack, clipping it to a short control bar, and then, with a flick and a gust, launching themselves up onto foil and gliding across the lagoon with their hands hanging loose at their sides like they’ve been doing this for years. They haven’t, of course — nobody has, because parawinging barely existed eighteen months ago. But that’s exactly why Punta Chame right now is one of the most exciting places in the Western Hemisphere to get into it. The wind is perfect, the water is flat, the community already knows what it’s doing, and the moment you feel that compact canopy pull you up onto foil and then tuck it into a waist pouch while you drift downwind in total silence — nothing in your […]