Between twin peaks
One of those rather unusual weekends… this is a peninsula after all…
After threatening to be a beaut of a Saturday, an approaching front
decided to take the wind out of the South Easter, just as we got to the front of the slope
and swung a not so elegant Southerly at us
and so we had to trudge all the way back up the hill
and headed off to Kommetjie for the afternoon.
Not to be outdone, Sunday did exactly the same thing, however we were not quite
at Red Hill yet and were able to scarper off to Kommetjie
for some SSW but good lift for the whole afternoon.
One incident for the afternoon was where Bill’s Bree wing
got launched into the heavens with the switch off
after landing in the bushes, which then proceeded a good kilometer
down the mountain side in brilliantly perfect trim and
necessitated a somewhat long search and lucky find.
Lesson learnt. Before your “mate” launches you unseen out of the bushes….
just make verbally sure your surfaces are actually working
via a nice old yelling match.
So the Autumn season sets in and we feel the chill in the mornings
but are seriously lacking in the vertical water dropping department
Lets hope those cold fronts get a little bit more steady as we head for June
and the PSS festival – enter now online.
Mally and “that” Aldij, the one that goes on and on and on
Christo, Bill, Noel, Jake and Neal, Mally and myself had a real good Sunday on the slope