Towing in Deni

I've just got back from four days in Denilliquin. I was there during the Deni '07 Hang Gliding Comp with four other paraglider pilots to get some more towing experience and hopefully some good flatland flying.
The weather was challenging, with increasingly stable conditions as the comp went on and temperatures soaring into the mid fourties. In these conditions getting dressed in thick socks, hiking boots, long pants, shirt, fleecy jumper, gloves, & helmet - and then standing in the blazing sun in the middle of a shadeless, bone-dry paddock doesn't seem entirely sane...
...But it's all worth it when you ping off from the tow and manage to climb away from the tow paddock (you don't get more than a couple of attempts though before heat-stroke kicks in).
As you get higher and higher the landscape gets more and more amazing - dead flat for as far as the eye can see, huge dusty dry paddocks, wandering creeks and billabongs coming into view as you get higher, few roads, no clouds, and you just keep climbing higher and higher, passing through 1,700m the air is no longer hot and you can see the Murrey river 100km to the south, around 2,400m and the air is refreshingly cool on your face, the wing steady above your head and the vario keeping up it's re-assuring chorus of beeps as you drift in lazy circles ever upwards. I topped out at 3,150m and at that height I was glad of all the warm clothing that caused so much sweat and discomfort such a short time ago in the tow paddock.
There was very little drift on the days we flew (which makes flying long distances difficult) but despite that I flew 1km on the last day (two tows, didn't get a thermal), 20km the day before that, 50km the day before that (Conargo to Finley), and 80km the first day of flying.