As the crow flies
Stranger and stranger, should be the call for this peninsula of ours.With a good few of us sitting in Hout Bay without wind
a small crew of Alan, Steve and Christo basked at Red Hill
in moderate South Eater while the rest of us sat guessing what the hell was going to happen.
In the end Red Hill was flyable and we missed a trick which just shows
that to really capture the mood on this peninsula, you have to get in your car
and drive to wherever you think the wind will be and actually find out what is
happening on the ground.
Sunday was another classic day in case, with Kommetjie producing
westerly to west north west lift in an on/off fashion that frustrated us no end.
Jeff Steve, David, Brendan and Noel all ventured forth and had some fun time
with the fast birds and very slow combat with the BEE wings,
but the hot slope made conditions bumpy and not exactly the best around.
Meanwhile, less than 20 Km’s as the crow flies Mally was standing
in a howling South Wester on Signal hill, getting the snot blown out of his head
by very fast and bumpy conditions. In the end it proved a bit much
and he left early after taking a beating. Quite how this peninsula manages
to produce such contrasting conditions within such a short area of each other
just seems silly.
So drive we must, but it would probably be better to be a crow… and fly!